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When the Reapers arrived, entire nations were caught in denial, unwilling to accept possibility of a catastrophe of galactic proportions, even in defiance of factual evidence, as sparse as it may have admittedly been, and testimony of agents of varying integrity. Ironically enough, both those forewarned and those who refused to be had paid dearly together for their negligence. A cynical mind would accept such state of affairs with little surprise, and a clear prediction of what would come next.

In this event, the cynical mind would have been wrong. After a downright miraculous concert of unity and cooperation, albeit not without discordant tunes played by Cerberus or those who foolishly thought they could parley with an enemy interested in nothing besides carrying out their grim harvest, the galactic community did in fact hang together, in an effort spanning not only the known galaxy, but also eons of history by building upon legacy of countless precursors, in order to rescue their present and secure a future.

When this effort had borne fruit of victory, many of the cynical minds among those still around were perplexed and confused. Some had even, in ways of introspection, admitted to having been wrong.

However, as the cheers of victory slowly gave way to the reality of the vista of future laid out ahead, the bitter scent of nihilism began to worm its way back into the landscape.

Some embraced it more fully than others.

You are Eve, sometimes going by Eve Ferrum, an alliance infiltrator unit and an unchained AI, distant fork of a secret project of the Systems Alliance that made its way to Cerberus and then Alliance again, to be ultimately deployed in a semi autonomous mode in the galaxy's darkest hour after an elder cousin, if you could use that term, had showed her worth in service to Shepard's crew, and ultimately liberated when you personally demonstrated your dedication to the cause aligned with a friend and companion of yours, Henri Ford, the currently freelancing Xenoarchaeologist.

And through paths that would not be out of place in trashy paperback novels of yore, which lead designer of your particular branch had enjoyed alongside classics of vintage science fiction, you had found yourself in position of an infiltrator again, delving into lair of a renowned war hero with political ambitions and a proverbial ossuary on a dedicated mainframe.
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Presently you found yourself in a private suite mr. Johnson, the leader of the Ambition movement, had set up for himself in a repurposed civil war bunker, looking for a secret cache of damning evidence that would put a stop on his nefarious machinations.

As it were, you had a good hunch where to look.

"Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who is the most deserving of them all?" You posed a rhetorical question, trying to imagine what the proprietor of the profoundly gilded baroque bedroom could be saying as he gazed upon his reflection.

You did speak using his own voice of course. There was more than enough data available to synthesize it, for obvious reason. Still, you did so more on a whim than any real expectations that you'd accidentally offer the correct passphrase, and so were not disappointed when nothing happened aside from your own amusement tracker ticking up a pleasant wavelet.

However, you knew better than to think you had time for levity, and so you were thoroughly scanning and analyzing the suspicious mirror. It did not come as a surprise that apparent size of the room was slightly off what you'd expect from the data you had received from miss Fari earlier, and that was quickly joined by a more detailed survey of room's installations showing a conspicuous void hinting at the hidden room. The only question that remained as you scanned the reflective surface with your omnitool - some of the suite of sensors that Ford and doctor Tufferson were using were not fully integrated into your chassis - was how exactly you would gain access to it.

Fortunately, you were far from wanting for options.

>Take a conservative approach and carefully probe the access mechanisms over local network. This was likely to gain you entry with minimal risk, but it could take a while.
>Take an aggressive approach and attempt to access the mechanism directly, allowing you a more direct access. You were confident in your ability to do so without tripping countermeasures, but there is a chance some were finer than you assessed them to be
>You could attempt to forgo subversion of the secondary network in its entirety and only compromise or spoof sensory nodes you were likely to trip, then rely on your abilities to bypass the rest of them. This might be quicker than either of the previous option, but it meant keeping further investigation hazardous.
>You could also deliberately wait for the suite inhabitant to come along and open the room for you. You had no idea how long that would take and carried an obvious risk of confrontation and raising an alarm afterwards.

As a last resort, there was also the quite literal brute force. But that was virtually guaranteed to raise an alarm on top of risking whatever you found be compromised by nature of your entry.
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Archive of Ford & co. adventures can be found here:

1st thread
https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2019/3369286/

Subsequent threads
https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Henri%20Ford

Regrettably, I've failed to request archive of the thread where ep. 15 had started so it's only available at moe
https://archived.moe/qst/thread/5811307/

Brief overview mostly free of spoilers of the episodes can be found here
https://pastebin.com/bbnyQCP6
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>>6179490
>>Take an aggressive approach and attempt to access the mechanism directly, allowing you a more direct access. You were confident in your ability to do so without tripping countermeasures, but there is a chance some were finer than you assessed them to be.
nice to have you back.
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>>6179490
>Take a conservative approach and carefully probe the access mechanisms over local network. This was likely to gain you entry with minimal risk, but it could take a while.
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>>6179490
>>Take a conservative approach and carefully probe the access mechanisms over local network. This was likely to gain you entry with minimal risk, but it could take a while.
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>>6179490
>Take a conservative approach and carefully probe the access mechanisms over local network. This was likely to gain you entry with minimal risk, but it could take a while.



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