[The following is a live chat role play]
lora55: 3h 2m ago: Somebody hacked in and sabotaged your Dragons Lair business computers! The IP was traced to Station Net Cafe.
Mortll: Text : The computers are all **** and going wonky and the virus system is fucked. Think you could put on some clothes and fix it.
Tiamat: Text: how wonky are we talking? Seeing as it's 8:16 in the morning and i'm still in bed.
Mortll: Text; I think someone has been messing around in them again prolly someone in Ty
Tiamat: Text:i'll...be there shortly.
Mortll: Text;Careful, traveling in the daytime be safe .
Tiamat: text:I'll be fine, just annoyed. She tied a long silk bathrobe on, put her hair into a bun with a pair for brightly colored hair sticks, some black heels and headed the restaurant. She entered the office and stood before her boss.
Mortll: Mortll eyed the woman’s attire as she entered the office she bet she hadn’t been the only one getting their eyes full as she had walked through the mall thank goodness they did not open until 10 am.
Tiamat: She looked over at Mortll and shrugged at her. "What?
I'm wearing underwear and this hides more than most of my wardrobe."
She sat down in front of the computer and began typing quickly. She pulled out a small thumb drive from her purse and plugged into the computer as she worked.
Mortll: "Well tell me what you find out ... I probably said something on that damn crownet that the owl shits didn’t agree with I swear they think it’s their right to control the world" Mortll had a wry look on her face ...as she stared at a expanse of long silken thigh that Timats robe had slid off of "You know, you’re going to give Sam a heart attack if he sees you in that ?"