Tactical Espionage (Hobbs/Barry)

[Vaughn Logan]

Vaughn gazed over the class as the arguing and fighting rang through the seats. "Hey, hey everyone quiet down!" His voice rang out and a few moments later the class silenced.

"I only hunt if I need to. I don't do it as a sport or for the fun of killing."

Vaughn looked down at the carpet and then walked to the left and back to the spot where he origination. " Perhaps I wasn't clear. If anybody has a question, please raise a hand unless I say otherwise. That way we can get through the material faster."

He let out a cough and moved behind his desk towards his computer. "Let's start with one of my personal favorites," Vaughn said as he pushed a link on powerpoint, bringing up a youtube window

"I'm sorry for the dull-monotone voice narration in the background. That's why the video is only a minute or so long. Anyway, as you've heard. The Wolverine was once considered part wolf and bear, an interesting theory. Science has proven it to be like a weasel, but I still like to think otherwise. The Wolverine is considered gluttonous, killing and over-eating when it doesn't need to. In Ethology we like to study animal behavior," Vaughn said, moving from behind the desk to the front, arms wrapped over each other,"Anyone have any idea as to why? Why would the Wolverine feel this way? Hmm? Any ideas?"

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[Dante Stark]

Dante stood up, his disguise was very minimal and he'd still blended in quiet well Stark threw his accent off as he looked at Logan. "Well, professor as much as we'd like to defend the Wolverines behavior it seems it's a very territorial animal and likes its prey even if the consequence is quiet deadly then the actual outcome..

And for a starting course why choose The Wolverine to study first surely there are much more interesting animals behavior we could study..Why not look at sub-species of wolf.. and how they all work in a pack and always seem to bond with each other.. Care to explain why more animals don't adopt a pack like society?.."

Stark spoke like one of these dorks in here, he was pulling words out of his ass but he could hear a few whispers from the ladies in front and behind speaking about how intelligent and hunky he was.

Stark stood there waiting for an answer while he allowed Hobbs to do her thing.. "And Secondly... Mr Logan.. That Polo shirt does not suit you... You look like a massive bender.. Sir." Stark piped up before
promptly sitting in his seat and acting cool and macho.. He'd made a massive scene and it felt good.. Hobbs had probably began what she wanted to do and he was nodding silently to himself as the class was dead silent.

Stark jotted down a few notes unaware of how Logan would react, as a professor he'd probably just go along with it and continue his boring class.. But Stark wanted to push him further to see how he'd react to being pushed beyond the limit... Stark raised his head and continued to watch as the YouTube clip had finished and a few of the students were still looking at him and he stupidly grinned.

[Hazel 'Hobbs' Yeung]

When Logan switched over the computers and opened a new presentation, her eyes scanned the slide previews down the side of the program before he’d full-screened it, and knew it to be a clean copy of the file she’d edited earlier. Hobbs narrowed her eyes. Sly little bastard. No matter, she totally had this one covered.

A guy a few rows below them and to their left turned around in their seat, and Hobbs was surprised to find that it was Cortes. Well wasn’t this turning into the right little shindig? Cortes spotted Stark, glanced at Hobbs once and didn’t even realise that the green-eyed girl with the caramel brown waves was her. She’d done a good job with her makeup, then. Cortes then went on to attract Logan’s attention with a question, as Hobbs surreptitiously slid a tablet PC from her bag, she propped the device on her lap and powered up. As the wolverine video began to play, Hobbs checked the wireless connectivity, and as she’d expected, there was wi-fi in the lecture hall. To the students around them it meant free surfing during a boring lecture, but to Hobbs it was a way to wirelessly share files and remotely tap into connected devices. There were about a dozen linked Blackberries, numerous iPhones, netbooks and other such devices, all of which she could have sent files to or ripped files from should she want to, but the one she was looking for was the PC on the desk at the head of the room. After quickly scanning the names of the devices, she found Logan’s laptop. She was used to seeing it on the network at the Compound.

Stark then did her a massive favour by standing up and causing a scene, then proceeding to call Logan a bender. Hobbs snorted to herself, then slid down a few inches in her seat. If Logan recognised Stark, she didn’t want to risk him spotting her too.

Now for the MacBook. The thing was with Apple technology is that they never really turn off. You could close the lid, send them to sleep, but one tap of the power button and they’re ready to go. They never fully powered down, so its wireless connectivity was still activated, allowing Hobbs to link both the MacBook in the desk drawer and Logan’s PC through her tablet, running it through a program she’d written years ago as a college kid interested in hacking. Sadly for Logan, she’d only become better at it as the years went on.

She scanned through the files of both laptops, found the presentation on the MacBook that she’d edited, and the file that was currently open on the projector on Logan’s PC, in the background behind the Youtube video. Right. Time to work her techie magic. She copied the edited file across to her tablet, then ran it on through to Logan’s laptop. Now here was the good part; at the Compound Hobbs had a file circulating the wireless system so that to get internet connection this one file had to be on the device, and it was uploaded onto computers as part of the basic connection setup. This one file was a ‘mole’ of sorts, that would allow Hobbs to connect to the device and take full control of the system. Naturally she didn’t use this very often; she didn’t need to and it was an invasion of privacy and an abuse of power, but she had it set up in case she needed to hack someone in the base. You know... just in case. Now, remotely taking control of Logan’s laptop, she worked in the background behind the Youtube video, deleting the original file and opening up the edited copy so that when Logan closed his internet browser it would be sitting there innocently, as though nothing every happened.

She was done before the video hit the fifteen second mark.

She disconnected the devices. As the video was still playing, Hobbs reached over and grabbed a clean sheet of notepaper from the pad of the kid next to her. Pulling out a pen, she scribbled down a note, Don’t recognise me, do you? Sincerely, your one-legged friend. Hobbs then screwed up the paper into a ball and bounced it off the top of Cortes’ head below, hoping to get it to fall into his lap.
Then she watched him closely to see if he would notice the writing on the crumpled paper. And his expression once he turned around and realised who she was would be priceless.

[Vaughn Logan]

Vaughn sat back in the desk, listening to the man in the back (whom he could barely see) talk. The man brought up some important questions, but then openly insulted him in his own classroom.

"You know bub I could flunk you and throw your ass out of this room right now. This is college, not highschool."

Vaughn scratched his beard and heard a few comments in the front about the dork in the back of the room backtalking the teacher. "It's alright" Vaughn said quietly to the girls in the back. They watched him intently, probably because he gave them some attention and notice of their existence.

"Wolves are definitely interesting creatures. But as I said before we started the Wolverine is one of my personal favorites, and I lead this classroom. We won't be talking about pack behavior until much later in the course. Because we are based on a quarter system I will only have you for ten weeks. So if its alright with everyone else I'd like to keep going."

Vaughn turned slightly, taking his coffee mug in hand and taking a large gulp from it.

"The Wolverine, despite it's size is a deadly creature. Why would such a creature be so aggressive? Is it because of instinct and/or to dominate territory?"

Placing an arm across his body and another resting vertically with his hand on his chin, he walked forward and eyed the students.

"If a Grizzly were to come into Wolverine land, with a show of hands, how many of you believe he would attack?"

Vaughn waited and saw a great number of hands in the air. With a chuckle he stepped backwards a moment and rested his hands on his hips. "A Wolverine moves around 15 miles a day, therefore it's not necessarily a territorial animal. It's main instinct is searching for food. The only time they do tend to be territorial is during mating season. But even then Wolverines are constantly on the move. As for the bear, the answer is probably no. Although instincts may kick in, a bear is still a bear. No Wolverine is going to fuck with a bear."

Vaughn could hear numerous students laughing and he let out a mild laugh as well.

"Now let's talk about learning by instinct..--"

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[David Cortes]

David grinned lightly as Stark began to mouth off to the professor. At first, David was rather impressed at how well he hid his british accent, then chuckled softly to himself as he began to speak of wolves and packs. Naturally, he would jump straight to wolves. Seeing as how, really, it wasn't much of a surprise he'd jump to what he knew. Still, he laughed openly when Dante made the comment about the polo.

He rolled his eyes when he overheard the differences of opinions from the girls around him. (Well, physically they were women. Mentally, David was unsure.) Some, the smarter ones at least, seemed pleased that someone intelligent actually looked like they worked out. Others, who he could tell just by their manner of dress and speaking weren't the sharpest tools in the shed, scoffed and called him a nerd. With Vaughn naturally eating up their attention. Honestly, David felt like he was sitting in the middle of a pissing contest. He'd be damned if he didn't jump in.

Ooohhh, look at Vaughn. Big man on campus. He can flunk us! Oh whatsoever shall we do? David mused sarcastically to himself. Just as he was about to speak, he felt a paper note hit him on the back of the head. "What the fuck." He muttered, as he looked behind him to see a crumpled note on the floor. He opened it and read the note, and he was genuinely puzzled. Hobbs was here? He hadn't seen her honestly... Where was she sitting? He looked up next to Dante (where he assumed she'd probably be near.) But all he saw next to him was some dude who was fast asleep and some brunette who had a laptop...

Holy shit was that Hobbs? His eyes narrowed a bit mischievously as a small smirk curled from the side of his lips. He pointed at her and mouthed "Hobbs?" and when he got an answer he grinned wider. So, there were three of them messing with Vaughn today? Oh what joy. He had to say though, Hobbs was quite the master of disguise. For a moment he wondered what she looked liked all dressed up, then turned back to the board.

Speaking of small, weasel like vicious animals. "I bet an African honey badger would attack a bear! 'Cause honey badgers don't give a fuck!" A small laughter came from the corner of the room, mainly from one or two nerdy people who were taking this class, but naturally, the girl who sat next to David scoffed. Oh, he could tell right away they were going to get along swimmingly...

"Oh my God, your comments are literally fucking retarded you know that."
"Careful, or I'll bring in my pet honey badger Stanley." He quipped. Again, a few internet dorks got the joke and chuckled.
The girl scoffed again. "Whatever, faggot."
"Hey bitch," David growled, visibly angry at this girl who could not have been any older than 19 and had the air of arrogance about her because of it. "Did I ask your fucking opinion? No. So why don't you shut up and put on a God-damned sweater instead of coming in here dressed like your trying to pose for Hustler! It's 50 fucking degrees outside! The professor isn't gonna sleep with you so you can get an easy A and a good lay!"

By that point, the class went into an uproar, as many people laughed, while others (all who dressed as though they were modeling for hustler) acted offended. David couldn't give two shits what those people thought. He looked at Vaughn and shrugged, with a mischievous grin on his face, as if to say Oops, did I cause that?

[Vaughn Logan]

(( OOC: I never did anything with the powerpoint. It's still on the introduction page. Another thing, if this is just going to be you 3 teaming up on me, I want out because it's just going to get very old and very stupid really fast. ))

[David Cortes]

(OOC: Edited. Sorry I crossed the line a bit there. I like this new edit anyway.)