"Their programs are secured with encryption, alarms, and delete key codes," Milliardo explained. "When we tried to breach their systems, our information unraveled and our systems were rifled with viruses. It is our opinion that an inside team could breach these systems."
"Because security wouldn't be that destructive on the inside systems?" Duo surmised. He turned to a small computer and connected to the ether. "Well, that's assuming a lot. You're willing to risk men's lives on that bit of faith?"
"Our information-," Milliardo began, but Duo snorted and shook his head.
"Just like the old days," Duo grumbled. He picked up a coffee mug that had the logo and name of the scrap yard on it. He sipped at his coffee, put the mug down, and then began to type quickly on the keypad of the computer. Milliardo could catch the flickering rapid change of screens, but it was angled too much for him to see completely.
"Look, Peacecraft," Duo said. "I have a lot of work to do. Pappy out there thinks this place runs on sweat and grease, but someone has to keep the records, make the orders, and keep the inventory straight. That someone is me. I like it. I'm happy. I ain't giving it up to run suicide missions for you. That's Fei Fei and Yuy. What happened to them? They run off chasing cars again? I hear if you fix bad dogs, it makes them nicer."
When no one is qualified to do a certain mission, and all fingers point to Duo Maxwell, Milliardo reluctantly decides to contact him. What he finds is a genius, a man who refuses to fight any longer, and feelings he has never experienced before.
My notes: Bad BDSM etiquette and quasi-abusive situations (Duo likes assholes but can shut them down at any point.) Watching Zechs try to be what Duo needs is a little painful, but they get there in the end.