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Jakob didn't refuse her hand pulling and followed all the same. He wasn't even paying attention to their destination point, and at some point of endless walking, she wasn't so excited about it either. He was carried on inside his head, a song stuck there and refusing to leave when she turned back to him several times before finally saying something. "Jakob?"

"Yes?"

"Why did you get into running?" She asked she knew the answer, but she wanted to hear it from him. She still couldn't believe she was here with Jakob Volkov.

Jakob looked at her, then looked up at the equally blank space int he sky. He thought and thought, and thought some more. But he found it impossible to remember the reason. It wasn't his fault, his reason has long since been laid to rest. But to remember would cause him greater pain, pain that no matter how many doses of bliss he took afterward would drive him mad... To spare himself, he blocked out as much as he could...

He stared at Angel's long aqua hair and a familiar smile came to his memory that filled him momentarily of pride and comfort. Only when he tried to focus on it more, it hurt his head. Jakob rubbed his temple with his free hand. "For money." He said, not lying, but not elaborating in the truth. She'd understand instantly. There was a pause before Jakob began to remember how normal conversations happened. "Eh... And you? You run because?"

"Eh... I just sort of got into it..." Angel said, it technically wasn't a lie, and if Jackob didn't have to elaborate on the truth neither did she. "One of my freinds was in the running business for years, when I eventrully asked what they did, they showed me, it was the most fun I had in ages. I guess it turned into a habit..."

Jakob continued to let her pull him along, not finding any reason to fight it. She sure was pretty, too. He hasn't talked to any one person in a long time, and struggled with the formalities or polite conversation. There was some awkwardness and a lot of silence. "Vat... Vhat did your friend do?"

Angel legitimately had to think on that one, what would her freind had been, she had had multiple conversations like about stuff like that, at least, before they left... "Magician..." She said, her charismatic nature seemingto slip away. 'yeah right.' she thought to herself. 'Like he could ever read my feelings...'

"Ah. Like Anja." Jakob said almost automatically, but then looked very lost. He vaguely remembered who Anja was. She was also known as Valkyrie, she was also the doctor who had a hand in his arm. She saved his life, and then gave him a couch to stay on when he needed one. He remembered a little girl by the name of Eve.. How saving her was the most important thing to him. And when he did, he was content. Jakob lost track of his thoughts and eventually shook his head and looked at her, giving her an odd smile. Then he must have realized he needed to say something. "Oh. Vhat to you do?"

"Hacker." The girl said almost immediately. She learned how to code originally to try and make her own vidiogmes, it spiral out of control to fixing machines and creating her own virus protection software. So hacking was ine thing she definitely knew how to do.

Jakob nodded, but then shook his head. "Are you good?"

"I wouldn't say I'm as good as some of the pros out there..." Angel returned, not really sure how she would compare to the fictional charaters themselves. "But I did once managed to hack into a phonecall using nothing but a hairpin and some wire." She was 'experimenting' at the time.

Jakob was a bit confused, but only his usual outer confused looks showed. He didn't know where to go with this. He then began to inspect her hair, wondering if she had any of those pins. "Vhat was the phonecall about?"

"Nothing major, just someone calling their gradma." Angel could see the guy was getting more confused by this statement. "I said I managed to hack into a phone call, never said it was the right one. Bet you couldn't do any better though." She teased.

Jakob smiled at her teasing, a goofy smile. "Oh, yeah?" His thick accent shining through. "Give me your cyberdeck, I vill show you."

"Umm..." Angel had no idea what to say to this. "I... I don't have one on me."

"No cyberdeck...?" Jakob questioned. "Just summon, it then." He said, stopping her, then his fleshy hand waves at her arm. "We can wait."

"Summon...?" Angel had no idea what this ment but didn't question it. Mostly becurse of the fact that they stopped her.
"Yes. You are Prime, like me. Just vill it into existence." He said, shaking his red arm free to position it with his real arm. Holding his palms up and letting is very soul become something of desire. He had a hard time picturing anything that wasn't a cyberdeck, but since he only used one once or twice he was having a hard time picturing it. What he did know was his Rigger Control Console, and above his arms appeared a suitcase looking object. It materialized after a few minutes, and then fell into his hands. He grinned down at it, and then showed it to her like a trophy. "See!"