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[There's very little preamble before the network gets an earful of the distinctive, raspy tones of a certain ex-cop. Guy sounds like he smokes his cigarettes and eats them too. He also doesn't sound exactly comfortable to be speaking on the network, but anyone who's met him in person in the past few days knows that that forced impassivity is kind of his thing.]

I'm looking for someone who can work with cybernetics. Some know-how with computers or engineering would probably help, but I figure some of that comes with the territory. [A pause, and then:] Discretion preferred.

[The way he says it, one kind of gets the sense that he'd gladly find a way to make even the most indiscreet person suddenly learn the meaning of patient confidentiality– but it's just as easy to believe that that's just the way he talks.

There's another longer pause and then, at length, he adds:] I'd also be interested in speaking to anyone who can talk about the crewman we've got in the hold.

[Spooky, scary, skeleton-like – you've probably heard of Ploiatos. Adam certainly has, and (being the security-minded guy he is) he'd love to know what having a literal skeleton in the closet entails.

And since Adam Jensen's never exactly been known for ending conversations gracefully, that's where he chooses to cut the message off.

Certainly, no one can say he isn't to-the-point.]

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[hanzer]

[The encryption's not too far removed from the sorts of protocols he'd employed in his work at Sarif, actually. He may not be a computer expert – with none of the raw instinct or foundation of knowledge needed to instantly adapt to these new systems – but he knows enough to get by. Even so, it takes him a few moments to reply, double-checking his methods to make sure he's got his security on lockdown.]

Figured a public post would be enough to get the ball rolling, at least to start. [And with no fewer than nine people responding to his inquiry, it certainly had.] I appreciate this, though.

[And he does sound quite sincere about it, too. There's a pause before he finally adds, at length:]

Same thing I told the others: I'm not really sure what I need. My memories from just before coming through the Ingress [and there's a slight, subtle hitch in his tone] –aren't as clear as I'd like. Something might've happened without my knowing.

There're a couple specific issues I want to fix, but I need to make sure that everything else is in working order first. [In other words: a diagnostic is what he needs. And, as wary as he is about anyone knowing too much about him and what information his body holds, he realizes that multiple opinions are needed here.]