Hibara Tower, Programming Suite Number Two
"It is slow, isn't it."
At the moment moment the words left Blaze's mouth, the navi in question dissolved in a spray of pixelated 'blood', its daemon assailant shifting into standby. Giving the fading remains an irritated final glance, Blaze leaned away from the viewpanel and called up the source-code of the program he was testing.
Curious, Forte leaned closer to look at the code, absently chewing on the corner of his mouth.
"Are you sure the problem isn't with the testers? I mean, they aren't exactly --"
"Oh, I expect them to be deleted."
Pivoting to access a subterminal, hair swinging, Blaze hardly looked up from his work -- not that he'd much worry if he did, with the virtual readouts flickering past his line of light.
"I expect them to be deleted, just not so damned quickly. I'll dike the bug out eventually; but for now, I think that a diversion is in order."
"Another sparring match?"
"This evening, maybe."
"What I need to do is finish up those last few datapackets for you -- and follow up on that report of another stray Blues. Yes."
Getting up from his seat, Blaze clapped the blonde navi on the shoulder and smiled.
"I think it's time I introduced you to the Nexus, Forte. There's no sense keeping you cooped up here with Onyx and I -- it's nothing more than a prettier form of prison."
"So instead we'll blow the multiverse wide open for you; just stay clear of the brat, for your own good. The little bastard would just love to hunt you down, mark my words; he's everything I was and then some, wrapped up in enough self-righteous hypocrisy to choke an elephant."
Nodding absently -- having heard the warning before -- Forte's attention drifted back to the viewpanel.
"I'll be going through the same paces, then."
"Hell no."
Blaze shook his head with a snort.
"You're more than those witless things ever could be; and you don't need to worry about a chipfolder, either. Once you're ready you can feed from anything you wish in the library, or that you feel like requesting for that matter."
The test-server shut down with a soft breedle, and Blaze jerked his head towards the door.
"Let's get going. Onyx is waiting."
At the moment moment the words left Blaze's mouth, the navi in question dissolved in a spray of pixelated 'blood', its daemon assailant shifting into standby. Giving the fading remains an irritated final glance, Blaze leaned away from the viewpanel and called up the source-code of the program he was testing.
Curious, Forte leaned closer to look at the code, absently chewing on the corner of his mouth.
"Are you sure the problem isn't with the testers? I mean, they aren't exactly --"
"Oh, I expect them to be deleted."
Pivoting to access a subterminal, hair swinging, Blaze hardly looked up from his work -- not that he'd much worry if he did, with the virtual readouts flickering past his line of light.
"I expect them to be deleted, just not so damned quickly. I'll dike the bug out eventually; but for now, I think that a diversion is in order."
"Another sparring match?"
"This evening, maybe."
"What I need to do is finish up those last few datapackets for you -- and follow up on that report of another stray Blues. Yes."
Getting up from his seat, Blaze clapped the blonde navi on the shoulder and smiled.
"I think it's time I introduced you to the Nexus, Forte. There's no sense keeping you cooped up here with Onyx and I -- it's nothing more than a prettier form of prison."
"So instead we'll blow the multiverse wide open for you; just stay clear of the brat, for your own good. The little bastard would just love to hunt you down, mark my words; he's everything I was and then some, wrapped up in enough self-righteous hypocrisy to choke an elephant."
Nodding absently -- having heard the warning before -- Forte's attention drifted back to the viewpanel.
"I'll be going through the same paces, then."
"Hell no."
Blaze shook his head with a snort.
"You're more than those witless things ever could be; and you don't need to worry about a chipfolder, either. Once you're ready you can feed from anything you wish in the library, or that you feel like requesting for that matter."
The test-server shut down with a soft breedle, and Blaze jerked his head towards the door.
"Let's get going. Onyx is waiting."