12-09-2015, 10:55 PM
The man with the black coat's explanation... made sense... That was what bugged Aadibah. It was such a legitimate description of an actual place in time and space that she found it rather difficult to believe. She had been given a tangible method of understanding her environment, in a place that, according to her extensive knowledge of physics (at least what applied to engineering) shouldn't even exist.
However, it was when the second man pulled up his sleeve, revealing a forearm mounted touch pad. As far as Aadibah was concerned, she was the only one who utilized that sort of tech, because she had been the one to invent it in order to automate as well as manually regulate her device's systems. She was about to inquire as to how the second man had something like that, when the first man interjected once more.
When the crazed fit was over, the first man that called himself a "monster" began to heave and cough. Aadibah that he was going to puke, the rapid back and forth between two almost completely different tones most likely not having a positive effect on his lungs and throat. The soldier decided to let the first man be, perhaps his mind would settle soon like hers was. She turned to face the man with the black coat again.
"You. Where did you get that forearm mounted touch pad?" Her strides were long and fast as she projected her mass towards him, "Did you make yourself? Buy it off someone? Steal it? Because if you stole that, I want to know how you got in." Aadibah was visibly irritated and increasingly aggressive, her hand hovering over the AK-47 that hung from her hip.
However, it was when the second man pulled up his sleeve, revealing a forearm mounted touch pad. As far as Aadibah was concerned, she was the only one who utilized that sort of tech, because she had been the one to invent it in order to automate as well as manually regulate her device's systems. She was about to inquire as to how the second man had something like that, when the first man interjected once more.
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When the crazed fit was over, the first man that called himself a "monster" began to heave and cough. Aadibah that he was going to puke, the rapid back and forth between two almost completely different tones most likely not having a positive effect on his lungs and throat. The soldier decided to let the first man be, perhaps his mind would settle soon like hers was. She turned to face the man with the black coat again.
"You. Where did you get that forearm mounted touch pad?" Her strides were long and fast as she projected her mass towards him, "Did you make yourself? Buy it off someone? Steal it? Because if you stole that, I want to know how you got in." Aadibah was visibly irritated and increasingly aggressive, her hand hovering over the AK-47 that hung from her hip.
Such terror you are facing
Isn't it wonderful?
Isn't it wonderful?