The first thing that occurred to Allison upon entering the holographic environment that served as the setting for her current social outing was that she
hadn't thought Dani a fan of rave music. Being trapped in a computer program for fifteen years, a lot of Dani's social tastes were slightly out of
date, even if she was rapidly adapting to the 21st century with a speed that boggled Allison at times. She was more of a slow and steady type herself, so while
the other woman's dogged determination to catch up with the years she'd lost was something Allison could empathize with, the speed at which she managed
to do so still left her a little breathless.
Not that the invitation to take her dancing in a private holographic program, the only way that Dani could manifest herself now with her own physical body long
dead, hadn't hit Allison like a 2x4 across the eyes. Allison was simply the type of personality to take it in stride while trying to make that stride
something that would pass a spot check for alcohol consumption.
Nonetheless, the very punk rave music seemed out of character....and as she saw the Freakshow patrolling the dance club, she knew something wasn't right.
Sighing, she summoned the digital representation of her armor and got to work.
***
"Seriously, do you guys have ANY concept of privacy? I'm not a zoo exhibit or anything," Dani said, glaring balefully at the motley collection of
hackers who'd invaded what she'd planned to be a simple, enjoyable date. "Seriously, I've been seen on the net, I've chatted with a few of
you, even given digital autographs. And you can't leave me alone even then?"
"Excuse me," a voice said, and one of the hackers looked over his shoulder....and up...and up...and up....into an armored faceplate, going pale even
as Dani's face broke into a wide grin. "Would you be bothering the lady?" Demolition Sabre asked.
"Yes, they would. Could you clear a little room?" Dani asked.
"Right. Private party boys. Out you go," Demo said.
***
"Duuuude...that $Ux0red," Tom groaned, the hacker finding Architect's remarkably realistic pain simulation very inconvenient right now.
"Whose brilliant idea was this?"
"Steve's," Allen the @4ch3r groaned beside him.
"Does anyone hear Tchaikovsky?" Rob wondered, before the window they'd been thrown out(which had rezzed a new window in place since then)
shattered, the huge bulk of a Freak sonic tank flying through the air towards them on a ballistic course.
"0h,"
"FuX0r."
WHAM.
***
For the curious, a link to the AE arcs this is based off of.
---
"Oh, silver blade, forged in the depths of the beyond. Heed my summons and purge those who stand in my way. Lay
waste."
hadn't thought Dani a fan of rave music. Being trapped in a computer program for fifteen years, a lot of Dani's social tastes were slightly out of
date, even if she was rapidly adapting to the 21st century with a speed that boggled Allison at times. She was more of a slow and steady type herself, so while
the other woman's dogged determination to catch up with the years she'd lost was something Allison could empathize with, the speed at which she managed
to do so still left her a little breathless.
Not that the invitation to take her dancing in a private holographic program, the only way that Dani could manifest herself now with her own physical body long
dead, hadn't hit Allison like a 2x4 across the eyes. Allison was simply the type of personality to take it in stride while trying to make that stride
something that would pass a spot check for alcohol consumption.
Nonetheless, the very punk rave music seemed out of character....and as she saw the Freakshow patrolling the dance club, she knew something wasn't right.
Sighing, she summoned the digital representation of her armor and got to work.
***
"Seriously, do you guys have ANY concept of privacy? I'm not a zoo exhibit or anything," Dani said, glaring balefully at the motley collection of
hackers who'd invaded what she'd planned to be a simple, enjoyable date. "Seriously, I've been seen on the net, I've chatted with a few of
you, even given digital autographs. And you can't leave me alone even then?"
"Excuse me," a voice said, and one of the hackers looked over his shoulder....and up...and up...and up....into an armored faceplate, going pale even
as Dani's face broke into a wide grin. "Would you be bothering the lady?" Demolition Sabre asked.
"Yes, they would. Could you clear a little room?" Dani asked.
"Right. Private party boys. Out you go," Demo said.
***
"Duuuude...that $Ux0red," Tom groaned, the hacker finding Architect's remarkably realistic pain simulation very inconvenient right now.
"Whose brilliant idea was this?"
"Steve's," Allen the @4ch3r groaned beside him.
"Does anyone hear Tchaikovsky?" Rob wondered, before the window they'd been thrown out(which had rezzed a new window in place since then)
shattered, the huge bulk of a Freak sonic tank flying through the air towards them on a ballistic course.
"0h,"
"FuX0r."
WHAM.
***
For the curious, a link to the AE arcs this is based off of.
---
"Oh, silver blade, forged in the depths of the beyond. Heed my summons and purge those who stand in my way. Lay
waste."