The New Headquarters of Leverage, Inc, (The Apartment Above Lukes), Thursday

[geniuswithasmartphone]

So, after their discussion in the diner, Hardison had grudgingly agreed to go off to the cliffs with Parker. In case there was ever any doubt how much he loved that girl, let this be the evidence against. That and volunteering to go slug Eliot; he wasn't entirely sure which of those ideas was more stupid, truth be told. Or more dangerous to his soft, squishy manly bits.

Before he left, he got out the hard drive that had the Black Book on it and hooked it up to the Dark Web. Tonight was his night for making super-secure backups, just in case anything happened to the original hard drive. The Black Book was Interpol's most secret file: the name of every person who'd contributed to the global financial crisis and a summary of their criminal activity. It was like a Who's Who of the rich and powerful from almost every country someone could name. Individuals, banking institutions, hedge fund groups--every single person that had helped bring the world's economy to a screeching halt had their name and information in that file.

Interpol and various international agencies had all agreed that they couldn't pursue any of these people, even though their crimes were staggering enough to make what the Leverage crew did look like kids playing pretend. But the combined wisdom of the officials was that it was better to hide the information and try to rebuild trust than to make sure any of their cronies saw the consequences of their actions. Leverage, Inc didn't necessarily agree, which was why they'd stolen the Book. But since that put them directly opposite, oh, damn near every government in the world, Hardison made sure to make semi-regular backups and hid them all over the darker edges of cyberspace.

Couldn't ever be too careful.

Which was why he was leaving the hard drive out on his desk, attached to his computer while he went cliff-jumping with his girlfriend. No, it's not something he'd ever think of doing in any of their other bases, but this was a tiny town spied on by squirrels. What were the odds that anything could go wrong here?

[For two, at least at first! All details of the break-in is NFB, please!]

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[myownface]

"No, but seriously." He ducked around a corner, and then started sauntering down the street as though he was just out for an evening stroll. "Get a load of this."

Yeah. Yeah, he was pulling up the photo on his phone and handing it her way.

Check. It. Out.

[spin_kick_snap]

Kathy snatched Sparkle's phone from his hands, and pulled it so close she was in danger of smacking herself in the nose. "Seriously?" she breathed because I think I'm hilarious. "This setup is insane. Do you know how much this must have even cost?"

[myownface]

"Probably easy enough to afford for the kind of people who have this kind of information backed up on a hard drive they just leave sitting out like it's no serious business," Sparkle speculated. "Like, I'm kind of almost disappointed that a setup like that didn't come with a serious security system or something. Lasers and trained mutant dinosharks, am I right?"

[spin_kick_snap]

Kathy snorted. "I'll be sure the next place we break into comes complete with a laser grid and mutant dinosharks," she assured him. "Since this was too easy for you. And--woooooow. So, not only is a lot of this stuff the top of the line, state-of-the-art, it's been modified. Whoever owns this place has serious computer skills."

[myownface]

"Some kind of crazy hardcore hackers, I guess," Sparkle replied, nodding a little. And that fact was kind of helping him get his head around everything going on, here. "Maybe they're still setting up or something, so they haven't had the chance to have their dinosharks installed."

See? Way okay, if they were shady assholes who kept dinosharks.

[spin_kick_snap]

"Gotta be something like that," Kathy said, finally passing Sparkle's phone back to him. "I hope your friend has something better than, like, AVG or whatever on his systems. If these hackers are as good as their tech, they probably have a ton of countermeasures on the drive itself, just in case."

[myownface]

"No kidding," Sparkle agreed, shaking his head and stuffing his phone back into his pocket. "Fortunately, that's his problem, not mind. I just had to get the thing."

And if whatever was on the hard drive fried Leland's computer, cool. Fuck him anyway.

[spin_kick_snap]

"Well, you did that!" Kathy said, flashing him the V-sign. "Gonna run it over to him now, or...?"

[myownface]

"Nah," Sparkle replied, shrugging. "It's late. I don't know if he'll even be awake right now. But I'll take it to him... tomorrow, probably."

Unless he didn't. He was still kind of freaked out at the idea of going back there. Maybe it wasn't too late to just flee the island and go back to the seventies and live in Mexico and...

[spin_kick_snap]

"The important thing is that it's safe in your hands, yeah," Kathy said. "...You're not going to look at what's on it, are you?"

On the one hand, she thought that would probably be a terrible idea. On the other hand, she was kinda curious...

[myownface]

"What, and risk frying whatever computer I plug this thing into?" Sparkle snorted and shook his head. "No way. I already know enough, and enough is too much. I'm going to leave that thing in my bag, then I'm gonna give it to the guy, and then I'm gonna never think about it again."

[spin_kick_snap]

"Well, your friend had better give you a giant thank you when you hand it back to him," Kathy decided.

Was it Cade? Kathy was thinking it was probably Cade.

"Are we good, then? Cause I should probably get to the arcade...?"

[myownface]

"Yeah," Sparkle agreed, giving her a little grin. "Don't let me hold you up. You have to kick some cute guy's ass at DDR, right?"

He was quiet for a moment before adding, "... Thanks."

[spin_kick_snap]

"He is pretty cute, isn't he?" Kathy said with a laugh. "And you're welcome, Sparkle. It's what friends are for, right? You know you can ask for my help for anything, right?"

[myownface]

"Yeah, I know. I'm starting to gather that," Sparkle replied, shrugging. "I'll... keep it in mind in the future, okay?"

He just might not ask her for more favours for a while yet, that was all.

[spin_kick_snap]

At least not any that involved felonies on behalf of an evil entity intent on taking over the island, maybe?

"Do that," Kathy said. "Or I'll make the pony teach you remedial classes about the importance of friendship or something."

[myownface]

"Well, at least it would involve confetti," Sparkle decided. And then, on a whim, he stopped, and turned, and held out his arms for a hug. "Hey... thanks again. And have a good date tonight, okay?"

[spin_kick_snap]

"Might not be a date," Kathy mumbled, happily taking Sparkle up on that offer. "But if it is, I'll be calling you to share all the good gossip, okay?"

[myownface]

"I totally expect you to," Sparkle murmured, giving her a squish and then leaning back and grinning at her. "Now go on, have fun. Tell me how it went later, okay?"

[spin_kick_snap]

"See you later, Sparkle!" Kathy said, setting off at a jog--that was faster than most people's all out sprint. "Bye!"

And she was off, none the wiser of what had really transpired tonight.