Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10380701-20140201163733/@comment-11644980-20140216000303

Allen panned through the network, browsing file after file, but finding no trace of anything relevant to the two. But he found... nothing. Absolutely nothing. An alarming amount of absolutely nothing, in fact. On a hunch, he decided to review a case file from a couple months back, one that even he had eventually been forced to abandon. An attempted venture into an experimental new form of entertainment: Grimm-fighting.

The concept had been relatively simple: capture a few Grimm, keep them starved for a few months, and sic them on each other. And with the audience behind one-way impact-resistant glass, it had even worked! That is, untill the building in which the fights had been hosted in burned down. The cleanup from that little foray had been a nightmare.

Allen punched the file name into the database search engine. Zero results returned. Frowning, Allen entered the exact filepath into the database. The file began to load, finally, but then-

''Access Deinied: Clearance insufficient. Required Clearance: Alpha.''

The mobster paused for a minute, before gritting his teeth. Someone had been screwing with his computers. There was only one person in the company with Alpha-grade clearance: himself. Which could mean only one thing: There was a rat living in C.S.S. And there were very few things he found that rats were good for. Torturing intel out of them? That was one of them. He started up his car's engine before heading for the commercial district.