a small oversight in the machine design - another victim of built-in obsolescence
WHO: drmoonstone and technophantom
WHERE: One of Ghost's safe(ish)houses in the more run-down part of the City.
WHEN: Very late night of the 1st to early morning of the 2nd!
WARNINGS: Nah probably G.
SUMMARY: Moonstone wrangles Ghost into disabling her nanites before going on the f--k tha system Vulcanus mission with him.
FORMAT: [Bracktion]
[It was pretty remarkable how much one could get done if one forwent time-sinks like hygiene, social contacts, regular mealtimes and sleep. And beyond getting his skinny ass in the deep end with Vulcanus, Ghost had done little but focus on the leash the Thunderbolts program had left on him when the Porter'd sprung him from the Raft. After a few weeks he'd made considerable progress, and managed to crack the nanite problem with complete confidence. Finally.
Now he was just sitting back on a cracked countertop perusing the Network idly, waiting for Moonstone to arrive so he could do the same for her. Liberating people, liberating his people was one of few things that brought him satisfaction these days. And Moonstone and Marko were more his people than he was comfortable admitting aloud to anyone. This was a position of weakness the young, naive programmer would have found himself in; Ghost was older, and wiser.
Supposedly.]
WHERE: One of Ghost's safe(ish)houses in the more run-down part of the City.
WHEN: Very late night of the 1st to early morning of the 2nd!
WARNINGS: Nah probably G.
SUMMARY: Moonstone wrangles Ghost into disabling her nanites before going on the f--k tha system Vulcanus mission with him.
FORMAT: [Bracktion]
[It was pretty remarkable how much one could get done if one forwent time-sinks like hygiene, social contacts, regular mealtimes and sleep. And beyond getting his skinny ass in the deep end with Vulcanus, Ghost had done little but focus on the leash the Thunderbolts program had left on him when the Porter'd sprung him from the Raft. After a few weeks he'd made considerable progress, and managed to crack the nanite problem with complete confidence. Finally.
Now he was just sitting back on a cracked countertop perusing the Network idly, waiting for Moonstone to arrive so he could do the same for her. Liberating people, liberating his people was one of few things that brought him satisfaction these days. And Moonstone and Marko were more his people than he was comfortable admitting aloud to anyone. This was a position of weakness the young, naive programmer would have found himself in; Ghost was older, and wiser.
Supposedly.]