[ Video call | Anyone | Day 66, early morning ]

[isoalgorithm]

[When Quorra appears on the screen, she's sitting cross-legged on the floor in her living room, surrounded by what at first glance appear to be the picked-apart remains of several dozen shiny green bugs. On closer inspection, they appear to be mechanical in nature, with gold flecks glinting among tiny green microchips

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[arcadeboss]

[Here, have an agape Flynn, processing how that could be possible. How could a program become undigitized and have a physical, human form? As he thinks about this, he's considering the possibilities. What else could be undigitized from the Grid?]

That's amazing.

[isoalgorithm]

[Quorra shrugs modestly, looking down at her feet with a hint of embarrassment in her smile. She glances back up at Flynn after a moment, peering at him through her eyelashes, almost shyly.] One might even call it...a miracle.

[arcadeboss]

A miracle indeed. [Flynn smiles at her.]

What kind of program were you? What was the system you're from like?

[isoalgorithm]

[She turns away abruptly so he won't see the expression on her face.] That's not important right now. What's important is that you're here and you're safe. I found a basket in the kitchen...I think it's yours. [When she turns back to him, her face is unreadable.] I think you're meant to stay here, with me. If you want to.

oh, I heard that there were zombies in the kitchens

[arcadeboss]

[His face falls at her avoidance of the subject, but when she turns back, he feigns a smile.] Sure.

What's in the basket? [Flynn begins to make his way over to what appears to be the kitchen, tip-toeing around the de-activated grid-bugs. He just about reaches the doorway when he stops and backs up.]

...What's in the kitchen?

THERE IS YES. Woo zombie janitor, trololo~

[isoalgorithm]

Fruit and a note, I got one just like it when I first arrived-

Oh. Don't mind Tron. He's just the housekeeper. [Yep, she named her zombie Tron. Ironic in more than one way, but she doesn't know that. Yet.] He's tame, he won't bite.

Yay zombies~.

[arcadeboss]

Oh. [snrk.] Tron, huh?

[He continues into the kitchen with a chuckle, but still warily avoids the zombie and heads to the basket. He takes an apple from the basket, and the letter, opening up and reading the contents. He starts laughing softly about half-way through, the volume increasing as he finishes the letter.]

Cheesy welcome letter. Well, guess I should make the best of my time here. [crunch. mm, the apple wasn't too bad, at least. He goes back out to the living room, leaning against the doorway.] What all is there in the way of tech here?

BRAAAINS

[isoalgorithm]

[Quorra watches him curiously, head tilted, a growing smile on her face. Yes, he's Flynn all right.]

We have computers. They're not very fast, though. Our phones are probably the most advanced piece of technology any of us have.

PROCESSOOOOORRRSS /if there were zombies on the grid

[arcadeboss]

Hmmmmm. [Observe, the Flynn in his natural habitat has long, lean legs in rather form-fitting 80s jeans. Great for running, running, looking sexy, and more running. Flynn strides over and crouches down to look at some of the gridbugs laying around.]

You could probably count these babies too, huh? There's gotta be enough parts around here that I could build something better with.

[Like a Space Paranoids machine. Or a laser.]

MAAAINBOARDSSSS

[isoalgorithm]

You're welcome to them. I'm going to try and use some of the microprocessors to boost the CPU power on my machine, but I'm nowhere near as proficient at this kind of thing as you are.

[She grins, all starry-eyed hero worship.]

RAMMMMMMMM

[arcadeboss]

[He thinks a moment, then looks up at her and grins, hints of mischief in his eyes.]

Ever played Space Paranoids?

[isoalgorithm]

Of course! [She decides not to tell him how good she is at it, beaming instead.] Can you build a console using those parts? [She sounds awed, although she knows she really shouldn't be. He did - or will - create the whole Grid, after all.]

[arcadeboss]

[He chuckles, touched a little by the awe in her face.] Well, not with just these, but I imagine if I can get around town and scavenge a little, I might be able to pull something together.

[isoalgorithm]

I'll help!

[But the awe in her expression quickly turns to concern.] But you really shouldn't go outside until the monsters are gone. It's not safe. I don't want to lose you. [Not again.]

[arcadeboss]

Really? I'd really appreciate that. [I think Flynn can hear his heart breaking at that last bit. He reaches out and puts a hand on her shoulder.]

Hey. Don't worry. I can run pretty fast. Had a little shock when I first came, but hey. At least I know what's out there now, or at least some of it. Anyway, I'll stay inside and see what all there is to do here until then, but if something really important crops up and I have to go outside, I'll be okay. Okay?

[isoalgorithm]

[Quorra looks at him for a moment, those wide eyes of hers searching his face. She must find something there that reassures her, for a second later, she smiles and gives a slightly more confident nod.]

Okay.