Jul 15, 2011 22:22
[The view on the screen when the transmission starts up is a nice one. It shows a long stretch of Sacrosanct, disappearing off into the seemingly never-ending horizon. It appears that whoever's on the line is perched somewhere very, very high up.
At first, the only sound is the wind. Then comes a voice - a woman's voice, short, crisp, tightly controlled. She sounds like she's trying extremely hard to rein in her anger.]
You see that? Beautiful, isn't it?
So someone tell me. Why are we letting people- programs like him walk around unchecked? It's only a matter of time before he destroys this place too. Or tries to take over.
[A lift of her arm and Quorra finally comes into view, but she looks...different. There's a harder edge to her expression, her eyebrows are drawn into a sharp frown, and her circuitry glows a bright, steady neon blue instead of the usual white.]
I'm not going to just sit around and watch. Not again.
[Quorra becomes a sudden blur of movement as she turns to resume scaling the high-rise she was hanging off. There's still higher ground to be gained.]
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