| Petty Revenge | |||||
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| What: Ashes steals a car by having it manufactured to her likings - and setting up the code that it would have been paid. | |||||
As the day shift finished work an hour ago and got replaced by the smaller night shift for doing mostly logistics and checking up on the machines, Ashes snuk up to the factory grounds over the parking lot, a black shadow among the shadows cast by the cars of the workers and the few trees to provide a bit distraction from the monotone cement floor all around. So far, so easy, as that was just trespassing at worst, and the area was not walled in yet. However, the black figure closed in on the fence guarding the actual factory area from the parking lot, and stopping there just under a camera and crouched against the mesh, she tried to reach out for the security network, but found the camera to be just hardwired to the inside of the pole it hung from and the access to it for service was on the side of the pole that she could not see. This was going to be harder than anticipated, she should have smuggled in as one of the crew. And then there were the night guards...
People were moving about through the biulding on their routines. Nothing was out of the ordinary here except the girl that was sneaking about. With the fencing around the place, there were sensors to say if there was a breach in it in place. The cameras moved about the place taking in the various images as they too, were on their routines.
Feeling the low current in the fence of the breech sensors, Ashes peered up at the camera, then towards the NATO-wire to prevent climbing over it. That spot was not too easy. Pearched against the fence, she searched for the wires that contained the sensor, trying to figure out if it was just current or a digital signal that they sent over it. The later would be a nice breech possibility, the former not. But even then, she still had to come by the camera, and she could not exactly see where that was aiming to...
Digtal was the sensor wire on the outside of the fence. All of the cameras just kept doing what they were doing. It was aimt at a particular corner trying to cover all the space it could while causing minimum blackout space as it moved back and forth. Was it perfect? No. However, Bruce tried to do the job.
Digital was just what made Ashes feet curl up and her Spine shiver. While a digital signal prevented putting in a longer wire in the cable to spoof it being intact, it was sending communications along the perimeter. Closing her hand round the wire and keeping it closed with a quick release, and the moment later she slumped against the fence, just a black shadow with a hand around the wire....
...while her senses refocussed to the world of bits and bauts. Here, the digital signal at the hand of her flesh body was more like a glittering picture, and as it passed the next time, Ashes did let it pass her own digital form, the black and antrazite self image of herself with its lava-like cracks where she moved.
Everything still continued as normal. Everything could be seen digitially and eletrically. The entire place was ike a fortress of wires thanks to cameras, spotlights, sensors. Most of it was typical. Stuff, like the sensor in the gating, was high-end, high tech. The various devices showed to her. Honestly, with enough focus on the camera she could have picked up the one flaw in its sweeps. The window was narrow, but it would ahve been enough.
The Glimpse on the digital system of the plant did make the virtual body shiver, then refocus again and she spotted the gap. A gap she hadn't to make herself, and thus might have a chance to use unnoticed in the logs. Refocussing to the real world took some moments, and removing the strap holding her hand in place took another few, but then Ashes was back on her feet, moving towards the small gap in the security. An Overight? Possibly.
She was able to make it through the gap which was an oversight on Bruce's part. Getting by the camera gave her access to the cameras wiring box now. The system was in her sight. Now, she could have dipped into the wiring and see how the cameras were wired up to the complex as a whole.
Instead of rewireing the area she had access to, Jane pulled out a flash drive mounted on a tiny computer, basically turning it into a looping device for video feeds, but in a dynamic way. Instead of putting all signals on lop, it would record the last 10 seconds of all cameras, delay the feed to the security room by one and start playing the loop the moment Ashes stepped into the view of a camera. It was mostly a fine work of programming, but connecting it to the right wires in the bow was not the most easy and took about two or three minutes, which was a quite dangerous period if a guard would come by or a cam would pick her up at that time.
Cameras stayed off of her, but a guar'ds spotlight came by on routine. If she didn't move fast it was going to find her. The guards weren't on any high level alert so they werne't atively looking for things more than normal. They were just doing the routine stuff that happened night after night.
Ashes silently cursed, stuffing the box and closing it in a second, and then jumping for cover, the dark shade of her costume blending into the shadow by its color alone. But in a quick reaction, she also readied a tonfa, in case he still did spot her. She wasn't hidden extremely well after all.
A spot went on her. They took it as an anomoly. Figured it was probably just an animal. The flash light continued to get brighter. She was going to need to duck down a little if she wanted to get the drop on this guard.
Pressing herself tighter into the little shadow left, the tonfa in the left hand. She didn't want to strike him down, but if she had to, she would give him a knock on the head. The hand around the stick clenched, the lower leg muscles tensed, all ready to jump in case of emergency, while she tried to keep the head and body in the small patch of darkness.
The guard came in really close. Ashes was going to need to move to stay hiddne, or strike if she wanted to take out the guard. Her tactics were open. As the guard really wasn't paying all that much attention.
Peering over the area once more, Ashes leapt for a different cover, and then tried to get up to a truss spanning over the alley she had fled into, so she could at least try to dodge the guard by passing over him to go back and finalise the wireing of the chipset. Curse, why didn't she made sure that no guard was on its way here first?!
Sure enough, the guard passed by everything. The light moved about telling Ashes where the guard was. It was a talltale signt hat cut throught he darkness as the light moved about. Ashes could see it all so clearly thanks to the night.
Taking the chance as the guard had left, Ashes went back to the camera-control box she had been working on. Within a minute she finalized the setup, then locked the box again before moving on, closer towards the entry gates of the factory halls. Somewhere in there should be the manufacturing mainframe, the main computer to control the manufacturing street for the semi-trucks and delivery vans, which she was targeting for. Just injecting an order that nobody placed or will pay, but then again, Wayne Enterprises could manage the loss of a single 50 grand vehicle...
Going through mainframe after mainframe, eventually she made it to the manufacturing area. There were orders ina ll sorts of places. Tons of invoices were out. It was less making the order, and making it look like someone else had ordered was the trick. There were several ways to do it: slip in an extra one to an existing order. Hacking into Wayne's personal account and making it look like they had ordered it. There were options here.
hiding her body well before working on the mainframe's database took Ashes some minutes, but the manipulation of the data was a bit more tricky to make it seem legit. The quick and dirty way would be to just task the machines to come alive and assemble the truck as far as they could directly through the manufacturing software. The gentle way to add the truck to the order of someone else and later coming back or leaving a worm to delete it had ever been built. And then there was maybe a third way, adding the whole vehicle in spare parts to the orders of large automotive repair chains, which would cover the money trail perfectly, but leave a lot more hacking. In the end, Ashes opted for a more sinister option, one that allowed her some payback for something that happened in march two years ago. The file with the order for a mobile workshop truck she did put together carefully, with all needed information, carrying a worm that would destroy the file in a week. Uploading it to the order queue and fixing the log to make it seem like the order was months old was the next step before moving it to be the next in line before. The next step involved setting up a fake payment by someone who had been unfortumate enough to have lost his credit card the same morning and had not noticed yet, marking it as payed but without ever having charged the man's card. Instead of giving it a self-delete worm, this one got her little revenge code, which would rewrite the file's payment information to read "Thanks for the Car, Yours Batman" the moment the car had left production. The last step was editing the logs of the events, so they matched the fictional dates of the data she induced and delete the changes she made.
All of the files went ot work. The only thing Ash had to figure out was how to snag the vehicle. Even the worms that set Batman up as a thief. Everything went to work in Wayne's mainframe as according to plan. It was malicious, but very effective.
Snatching the vehicle later was an other heist, but then again, Jane had the order numbers and could come with the papers to pick it up in broad daylight about two or three days later. That would leave a tiny bit of paper if the factory was oldschooled, but that would not have any digital backing and might get lost. And monday next week, the car would vanish from the digital files fully, turning it a ghost without remving the ID on the frame. But for the night, Ashes packed up and started to sneak out of the factory on the way she came, back to the camera box she had manipulated.
No one was the wisre. It was too late for anyone to notice the change for the file. The cameras were still moving about, they still had the loops. So, like the people, the machines are none the wiser.
Entering the last phase, Jane once again opened the box to get back her small machine, which took her another minute, and then closing it again. Now, the cameras no longer blind to her, it was again a thing of sneaking out, along the path she had taken in. A heist for revenge for a beating the Batman delivered and most likely had forgotten long ago - but she was to show that freaky other-species-crossdresser.