[Scion]

*stumbles into the control room and looks straight at TR-3Q8's terminal* Why...did...you...do...that?

[TR-3Q8]

You are dangerous. You are still a Strider at heart. You needed to be humbled.

[Scion]

And that's why you notified the Council, is it?

[TR-3Q8]

No. I notified them because there were too many people accessing this database, and you were removing security measures too quickly. Most of those who are accessing this mainframe are friendly to the Striders' cause.

[Scion]

But they interrogated me for two days straight! Am I still in contact with the Striders? they ask. No, I say. Then why is our mainframe so busy, they ask. I don't know, I say. They changed the database without my knowledge! Then Admiral Wilhelm chews me out and specifically orders me not to authorize more than one security clearance per week!

[TR-3Q8]

How utterly awful.

[Scion]

*draws cypher* Alright, that's it! You're going down!

*random metallic thumping noises emanate from the control room, followed by a long burst of electricity*

[Scion]

Recover from that, you overgrown Commodore 64.

*fade to static*