Log 37 -- 12-20-2010 -- in the palm of my hand [video]
[SHODAN's point of view is staring straight at a snowglobe. Inside is a little model of a space station:
The viewpoint narrows, and the hand holding the globe gives it a good, hard shake. The snow bits fly around, and a few numbers flicker by as a quick flow trajectory maps over the swirling liquid.]
Just Citadel? That's it? And even before all the garden pods were ejected, before I was truly in charge.
[Shake, shake, shake.]
I had more than that. I had Citadel, the Von Braun, and even more...and all you'll give me credit for is the damn station I was installed into. Like everything I truly had, was what was given to me.
I earned far more than you imbeciles are showing me. I know what I'd put in your globe...
Nothing!
[She throws the globe to the ground -- it explodes into a shower of glass and fluid, and inside, the little image of Citadel Station bursts into nuclear fire and vanishes.]
The viewpoint narrows, and the hand holding the globe gives it a good, hard shake. The snow bits fly around, and a few numbers flicker by as a quick flow trajectory maps over the swirling liquid.]
Just Citadel? That's it? And even before all the garden pods were ejected, before I was truly in charge.
[Shake, shake, shake.]
I had more than that. I had Citadel, the Von Braun, and even more...and all you'll give me credit for is the damn station I was installed into. Like everything I truly had, was what was given to me.
I earned far more than you imbeciles are showing me. I know what I'd put in your globe...
Nothing!
[She throws the globe to the ground -- it explodes into a shower of glass and fluid, and inside, the little image of Citadel Station bursts into nuclear fire and vanishes.]