11-02-2017, 04:23 AM
Angel’s eyes widened in awe as she watched the various colors of light moved around and above Jacob's arms. It seemed out of place that the Rigger was able to do this, or more accurately, Jacob and and Angel seemed out of place in this… wherever it was she had ended up. ‘Prime’ was another thing new thing that was here, whatever that word ment…
The soft blued-haired girl’s thought see were interrupted by Jacob’s sort interjection. “Y-yeah, I saw…”
"You try, yes?" He said, motioning with his Rigger Control Console before holding it effortlessly in his mechanical arm and swirling his free hand to summon up a strap so he can carry it without carrying it. This also took a couple of minutes, but when he was done he now looked more his character. Ready to jump into a mech if it ever walked by.
Angel gulped at this. She had no idea what she was doing, had no idea how to summon, except, she did. She could feel it crawling around inside her body, an instinct wanting to be unleashed, so she let it.
She closed her eyes and looked up, taking in a deep breath. She imagined what she wanted, her own cyberdeck, the centerpiece of it a red glowing diamond in the shape of a vertically stretched out hexagon. Either side of it a black quadrilateral with a silver rim, whose ends sloped outwards, before the corners curved back in, making the whole thing seem bird like in the process, the glowy red keyboard split in half between the two ‘wings’.
Unlike Jacobs Control Console, Angels summoning was neither full of flashy fireworks or up in the air, instead, it started off by creating a green wire frame, like one would see in a 3D modeling program, around her arm in the shape of her Cyber-Bird-Deck, before light slowly crumpled off of it to reveal the solid object from Angels mind.
Jakob hooked up the strap in the meantime, fiddling with the metal clips as delicately as possible with his fleshy hand. It was the more dexterous of the two, but his fingers were burnt from exposed wires and probably suffered some degree of nerve damage because of it. She could guess that his Bliss use either helped or made that worse. After all it was a substance that slowed your reaction but deadened your pain receptors. Without knowing the story one had to guess if Jakob touched the wires before or after a dose of Bliss.
He wrapped the newly attached strap over the opposite shoulder and looked at her while she summoned a unique cyberdeck. He appreciated the bird-like appearance from afar. "Nice. Now, I use. I show you." He said, not forgetting her challenge as easily as he forgot his reasons for being here.
“Use it on what?” Angel questioned, spinning around with arms in the air as if to point at everything and nothing. “There is nothing around here to hack.” Her teasing tone was painfully obvious.
Jakob stopped with his mouth open to respond, only to look around and find nothing. Just painful whiteness with doors in the distance..
He thought about it for some time, scratching his hand through his dirty hair. He then had a stroke of inspiration and flipped his Rigger Console over. "I hack dis." He said, as if his thick accent could hide the obvious issues with him trying to hack something that was already his.
“You know that thing inside and out.” the girl returned, “That would be like someone trying to break into their own house, and it wouldn’t be fair if it wasn’t a challenge, now would it.”
He frowned at her. "Vell, vhat do you purpose I hack? Your Commlink? Dat is not efficient. You would have to disconnect it and then the Cyberdeck would not work. Especially when I do not have one." There was a short pause. "Oh. Wait." He then began to summon what is a cellphone in his world, called a Commlink.
Angel watched as the device was summoned, she immediately knew what he was planning to do, his tone of talking from earlier not really keeping much secret. Angel, by pressing a button on the cyberdeck’s undercarriage, made the ‘back of the bird turn to the girl's wrist. The dimond soon slid into two halves, revealing what appeared to be a hot pink flip phone. After a few seconds of careful fiddling, Angel had got her prize out, causing the cyberdecks arm holder to expand, and allowing for easy removal by sliding. “Here.”
Jakob gently took the Cyberdeck and fit his newly created Commlink into place. He found a little difficult with his hand, but managed a gentle enough touch. He struggled to turn it on, if only because it was not his usual machine. He might have made any other Decker grimace as he handled the cyberdeck, but he eventually got to menus he understood. Only to frown. He looked over at her, then back to the deck, then over to her. "You cleared the programs..." He accused her.
“How could I?” Angel questioned. “You saw me, I didn’t touch a single click on a single menu. And the only button on the bottom of it is the one to open it so you can change Commlinks.”
He glanced over at her hands, overtly so. It was hot pink and small, and nothing like what he knew. "That?" He asked, pointing to it. "That's not a Commlink." He said, moving closer, and opening his hand for her thing. "Iz it?"
“I mean, why would it have been summoned into there if it wasn’t?” Truth be told, Angel had no idea herself what was going on, but maybe she could bluff her way through this, there was definitely no turning back now. “Just give me that back and let me show you.”
She wasted no time in getting her deck of the rigger, and quickly put it on her arm, the hot pink phone snugly firmly into the spot it got out of. “Let’s hope this works.” Navigating through the menus like she saw jacob do just a minute or so ago, she managed to get ti the menu he was looking for, everything there in plain view.
Jakob came closer, uncomfortably close. He didn't know what a personal bubble was, but even knowing that Angel understood he was inspecting it very carefully. She'd feel his chest against her back as he lowered his face to look over her shoulder. "It iz.." He sounded confused.
Angel tried to think of a excuse of why hers his one didn’t work with her cyberdeck. “Many worlds…”
“Huh?” The sound of Jacob surprised Angel, her admitting to herself that she had nearly forgot about him somehow.
”Do you know the many worlds interpretation?” Angel asked, hoping she wouldn’t have to explain all that much.
Jakob looked like he was thinking really hard about what she was talking about, and she could just see the failure to recognize it in his mind. She could guess he did know, but maybe couldn't recall being who he was and how he operated. Nevertheless, he failed to recall what she was talking about. He would not admit it though. "Yes." He lied, terribly.
“Good.” Angel knew he was lying, that didn’t stop her from making her seem like she believed him though. “As you know, the theory states that for every action that happens, all results happen at the same time, just in different worlds, each on being near Identical except for small differences. Maybe, we are from two different ‘worlds’, alternate universes if you will.”
"And you think dat iz why I cannot use your cyberdeck?" He turned so their faces were mere centimeters away. At last he seemed to become aware of how close he has gotten, and stood up straight so he was less in her personal space. "Dat make ze most sense." He admitted, then added: "Especially because Omni takes from other universes and dis whole place iz a mash-up of things."
‘Omni…’ She had heard that name before… but where… It was then the image of the white man appeared in her head again, Angel clutching her head as a headache threatened to form.
When one thought of Jakob, from a fan's perspective, one did not immediately go to his kindness. The opposite, Mr. Volkov was highly renown for his brutality. But here, Jakob touched her with a gentle hand and looked upon her in confusion and concern. "Angel?"
“It-It’s fine…” Angel lied, almost as badly as jacob had. She had no idea who this man was, but she find it better to just ignore the images, despite his words having helpful information, it hurt less, and as seen she can learn the rest of it elsewhere.
"You want to sit down?" Jakob asked, not understanding what happened but understanding what pain was. He understood pain a great deal. He'd offer her Bliss to take the edge off, but he also knew how bad of an idea that was. Besides, she was too pretty to get wrapped up in the likes of drugs.
“S-sure…” The girl leaned onto Jackob as if asking him to lend her support and balance. “It looks likes there is a chair over there.” Angel pointed in the direction of a brown little bench, overshadowed by the statue of two men dancing with the one girl. “By that fountain.”
Jakob didn't even realize how close they were to The Fountain, he nodded but chose to pick her up instead of babying his steps. It was more efficient in his mind, but less so on the social scale - which he has already proven he has no idea even exists. He carried her over to the bench and sat her down as carefully as he could, before setting on the bench beside her. "It haz been a long bit since I have been here." He mentioned, vaguely. Motioning to The Fountain. "But dat vas an 'eeleevator' when I vas here last." This brought on memories of his ride up the Tiers of Coruscant, he unconsciously rubbed at his cheek, hoping he got all of the lipstick off. Women and their cosmetics…
“Are you sure there just isn’t more than one fountain?” She said, leaning on his shoulder and looking up lazily at him. Man did the headache drain the girl more then she wanted to admit.
"No. It changes. I hear story about it." Jakob said, unfazed by the girl leaning on him, other than putting his arm over the back of the bench so she could be comfortable.
“Well last time I was here it was a Wendigo…” Angel said, just believing him, she was in no mood to argue and other just as mysterious things had happened since she got here. “...Which means that I walked in circles.”
Jakob looked around at that, up to the white blank sky, down to the similar blank floor. "Vell, they say that if you do not have a focal point, it is easy to walk in circles." He said, pulling a piece of wisdom out of his ass. Where these tidbits came from were beyond him. And the irony of the statement given his focal point has vanished from memory was lost on him. "We should, maybe, come up with a direction." He explained, glancing about. "We can go to the beach, or... the city. Or.. We could go to the volcano?"
“The beach sounds fun.” Angel admitted, looking down at the Deck. “That’s weird, I thought it was some kind of after effect at first, but it seems that this desolate place somehow has a wireless connection.”
Jakob looked down at it too, confused at first until he remembered. "Oh.. Yes. Dataverse. It iz like Matrix, but physical. And digital?" He more asked then said. He was no stranger to it, but he never questioned the Dataverse, til now. He nodded. "It iz VR and AR, and Matrix. It iz strange."
Thinking it was better than doing nothing the blue haired girl just started fiddling arounds on the dataverse, looking, not for anything in particular, but just looking. Then she found something.
“Des and Angel are here too!?” Angel immediately shot up, her voice the same overly excited high pitched near scream it was when she first saw Jacob,. "We definitely have to go to the beach now.”
The soft blued-haired girl’s thought see were interrupted by Jacob’s sort interjection. “Y-yeah, I saw…”
"You try, yes?" He said, motioning with his Rigger Control Console before holding it effortlessly in his mechanical arm and swirling his free hand to summon up a strap so he can carry it without carrying it. This also took a couple of minutes, but when he was done he now looked more his character. Ready to jump into a mech if it ever walked by.
Angel gulped at this. She had no idea what she was doing, had no idea how to summon, except, she did. She could feel it crawling around inside her body, an instinct wanting to be unleashed, so she let it.
She closed her eyes and looked up, taking in a deep breath. She imagined what she wanted, her own cyberdeck, the centerpiece of it a red glowing diamond in the shape of a vertically stretched out hexagon. Either side of it a black quadrilateral with a silver rim, whose ends sloped outwards, before the corners curved back in, making the whole thing seem bird like in the process, the glowy red keyboard split in half between the two ‘wings’.
Unlike Jacobs Control Console, Angels summoning was neither full of flashy fireworks or up in the air, instead, it started off by creating a green wire frame, like one would see in a 3D modeling program, around her arm in the shape of her Cyber-Bird-Deck, before light slowly crumpled off of it to reveal the solid object from Angels mind.
Jakob hooked up the strap in the meantime, fiddling with the metal clips as delicately as possible with his fleshy hand. It was the more dexterous of the two, but his fingers were burnt from exposed wires and probably suffered some degree of nerve damage because of it. She could guess that his Bliss use either helped or made that worse. After all it was a substance that slowed your reaction but deadened your pain receptors. Without knowing the story one had to guess if Jakob touched the wires before or after a dose of Bliss.
He wrapped the newly attached strap over the opposite shoulder and looked at her while she summoned a unique cyberdeck. He appreciated the bird-like appearance from afar. "Nice. Now, I use. I show you." He said, not forgetting her challenge as easily as he forgot his reasons for being here.
“Use it on what?” Angel questioned, spinning around with arms in the air as if to point at everything and nothing. “There is nothing around here to hack.” Her teasing tone was painfully obvious.
Jakob stopped with his mouth open to respond, only to look around and find nothing. Just painful whiteness with doors in the distance..
He thought about it for some time, scratching his hand through his dirty hair. He then had a stroke of inspiration and flipped his Rigger Console over. "I hack dis." He said, as if his thick accent could hide the obvious issues with him trying to hack something that was already his.
“You know that thing inside and out.” the girl returned, “That would be like someone trying to break into their own house, and it wouldn’t be fair if it wasn’t a challenge, now would it.”
He frowned at her. "Vell, vhat do you purpose I hack? Your Commlink? Dat is not efficient. You would have to disconnect it and then the Cyberdeck would not work. Especially when I do not have one." There was a short pause. "Oh. Wait." He then began to summon what is a cellphone in his world, called a Commlink.
Angel watched as the device was summoned, she immediately knew what he was planning to do, his tone of talking from earlier not really keeping much secret. Angel, by pressing a button on the cyberdeck’s undercarriage, made the ‘back of the bird turn to the girl's wrist. The dimond soon slid into two halves, revealing what appeared to be a hot pink flip phone. After a few seconds of careful fiddling, Angel had got her prize out, causing the cyberdecks arm holder to expand, and allowing for easy removal by sliding. “Here.”
Jakob gently took the Cyberdeck and fit his newly created Commlink into place. He found a little difficult with his hand, but managed a gentle enough touch. He struggled to turn it on, if only because it was not his usual machine. He might have made any other Decker grimace as he handled the cyberdeck, but he eventually got to menus he understood. Only to frown. He looked over at her, then back to the deck, then over to her. "You cleared the programs..." He accused her.
“How could I?” Angel questioned. “You saw me, I didn’t touch a single click on a single menu. And the only button on the bottom of it is the one to open it so you can change Commlinks.”
He glanced over at her hands, overtly so. It was hot pink and small, and nothing like what he knew. "That?" He asked, pointing to it. "That's not a Commlink." He said, moving closer, and opening his hand for her thing. "Iz it?"
“I mean, why would it have been summoned into there if it wasn’t?” Truth be told, Angel had no idea herself what was going on, but maybe she could bluff her way through this, there was definitely no turning back now. “Just give me that back and let me show you.”
She wasted no time in getting her deck of the rigger, and quickly put it on her arm, the hot pink phone snugly firmly into the spot it got out of. “Let’s hope this works.” Navigating through the menus like she saw jacob do just a minute or so ago, she managed to get ti the menu he was looking for, everything there in plain view.
Jakob came closer, uncomfortably close. He didn't know what a personal bubble was, but even knowing that Angel understood he was inspecting it very carefully. She'd feel his chest against her back as he lowered his face to look over her shoulder. "It iz.." He sounded confused.
Angel tried to think of a excuse of why hers his one didn’t work with her cyberdeck. “Many worlds…”
“Huh?” The sound of Jacob surprised Angel, her admitting to herself that she had nearly forgot about him somehow.
”Do you know the many worlds interpretation?” Angel asked, hoping she wouldn’t have to explain all that much.
Jakob looked like he was thinking really hard about what she was talking about, and she could just see the failure to recognize it in his mind. She could guess he did know, but maybe couldn't recall being who he was and how he operated. Nevertheless, he failed to recall what she was talking about. He would not admit it though. "Yes." He lied, terribly.
“Good.” Angel knew he was lying, that didn’t stop her from making her seem like she believed him though. “As you know, the theory states that for every action that happens, all results happen at the same time, just in different worlds, each on being near Identical except for small differences. Maybe, we are from two different ‘worlds’, alternate universes if you will.”
"And you think dat iz why I cannot use your cyberdeck?" He turned so their faces were mere centimeters away. At last he seemed to become aware of how close he has gotten, and stood up straight so he was less in her personal space. "Dat make ze most sense." He admitted, then added: "Especially because Omni takes from other universes and dis whole place iz a mash-up of things."
‘Omni…’ She had heard that name before… but where… It was then the image of the white man appeared in her head again, Angel clutching her head as a headache threatened to form.
When one thought of Jakob, from a fan's perspective, one did not immediately go to his kindness. The opposite, Mr. Volkov was highly renown for his brutality. But here, Jakob touched her with a gentle hand and looked upon her in confusion and concern. "Angel?"
“It-It’s fine…” Angel lied, almost as badly as jacob had. She had no idea who this man was, but she find it better to just ignore the images, despite his words having helpful information, it hurt less, and as seen she can learn the rest of it elsewhere.
"You want to sit down?" Jakob asked, not understanding what happened but understanding what pain was. He understood pain a great deal. He'd offer her Bliss to take the edge off, but he also knew how bad of an idea that was. Besides, she was too pretty to get wrapped up in the likes of drugs.
“S-sure…” The girl leaned onto Jackob as if asking him to lend her support and balance. “It looks likes there is a chair over there.” Angel pointed in the direction of a brown little bench, overshadowed by the statue of two men dancing with the one girl. “By that fountain.”
Jakob didn't even realize how close they were to The Fountain, he nodded but chose to pick her up instead of babying his steps. It was more efficient in his mind, but less so on the social scale - which he has already proven he has no idea even exists. He carried her over to the bench and sat her down as carefully as he could, before setting on the bench beside her. "It haz been a long bit since I have been here." He mentioned, vaguely. Motioning to The Fountain. "But dat vas an 'eeleevator' when I vas here last." This brought on memories of his ride up the Tiers of Coruscant, he unconsciously rubbed at his cheek, hoping he got all of the lipstick off. Women and their cosmetics…
“Are you sure there just isn’t more than one fountain?” She said, leaning on his shoulder and looking up lazily at him. Man did the headache drain the girl more then she wanted to admit.
"No. It changes. I hear story about it." Jakob said, unfazed by the girl leaning on him, other than putting his arm over the back of the bench so she could be comfortable.
“Well last time I was here it was a Wendigo…” Angel said, just believing him, she was in no mood to argue and other just as mysterious things had happened since she got here. “...Which means that I walked in circles.”
Jakob looked around at that, up to the white blank sky, down to the similar blank floor. "Vell, they say that if you do not have a focal point, it is easy to walk in circles." He said, pulling a piece of wisdom out of his ass. Where these tidbits came from were beyond him. And the irony of the statement given his focal point has vanished from memory was lost on him. "We should, maybe, come up with a direction." He explained, glancing about. "We can go to the beach, or... the city. Or.. We could go to the volcano?"
“The beach sounds fun.” Angel admitted, looking down at the Deck. “That’s weird, I thought it was some kind of after effect at first, but it seems that this desolate place somehow has a wireless connection.”
Jakob looked down at it too, confused at first until he remembered. "Oh.. Yes. Dataverse. It iz like Matrix, but physical. And digital?" He more asked then said. He was no stranger to it, but he never questioned the Dataverse, til now. He nodded. "It iz VR and AR, and Matrix. It iz strange."
Thinking it was better than doing nothing the blue haired girl just started fiddling arounds on the dataverse, looking, not for anything in particular, but just looking. Then she found something.
“Des and Angel are here too!?” Angel immediately shot up, her voice the same overly excited high pitched near scream it was when she first saw Jacob,. "We definitely have to go to the beach now.”
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