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PRIVATE LOGS ARE PRIVATE.
SAM has informed me that “someone” has been hacking private logs and reading them to an audience on the Nexus. I don’t even know what to say other than stop it. And change all your passwords. [Sara]
Do you know who it was? [Suvi]
[Audio file of one of the logs being read. It’s a private log between Drack and Cora fighting about the flowers on the Tempest. Both threaten bodily harm to each other. The voice is distorted.] [Sara]
How many logs were read? [Cora]
Enough. [Sara]
Anything juicy get leaked? [Peebee]
No. [Sara]
I have been getting compliments about my… sexting? This must be what that’s about. [Jaal]
I will BAN YOU FROM POSTING, JAAL. STOP IT. [Sara]
Don’t let her drag you down! [Liam]
Don’t encourage him you jackass— [Sara]
I have been told I should be proud of myself. Sara, why are you not happy with this? {Jaal]
i hate that I know you’re just playing with me. This is mean. And wrong. And you’re all bastards. [Sara]
I didn’t do anything! [Suvi]
Guilty by association. Cruel, isn’t it? {Liam]
This really isn’t fair! [Suvi]
Sara, perhaps this isn’t the place to place undue stress on the team? [Lexi]
EXCUSE ME? YOU TOO? [Sara]
She’s just mad that Jaal writes poetry to her and she can’t spell a single word right when sexting him back. [Liam]
??? HELLO? [Sara]
How would you know that? [Cora]
I mean, I am assuming. I’ve seen her Pathfinder reports! [Liam]
WHY AM I GETTING ROASTED HERE? [Sara]
He’s not wrong. Your reports… are something. [Cora]
Don’t you have to sign off on them? [Vetra]
Yes. But I would never threaten the integrity of Ryder’s reports. [Cora]
Can we focus on Liam leaking our logs? [Sara]
You don’t know it wasn’t me. [Liam]
SAM, lock the storage closet until further notice. [Sara]
WHOA— HOLD ON. [Liam]
[ This message has been locked by Lexi. There is a record of damage in the cargo bay where Liam, Jaal, and Drack attempted to open the storage closet. The Nomad needed emergency repairs. ]