It'd have been surprising if Anon hadn't heard of it -- since programs weren't used to having medical care freely available, the first thing Wulf had done was to advertise it everywhere! "Over here!" the recompiler called, sending his latest patient off with a pat on the back and strict instructions to limit her energy intake to a level that would not prompt her to start dancing on the bar and get thrown out literally on her nose.
Hmmm. A security program, but with blue circuits -- that was a relief. Wulf strode out to meet him, brushing a few stray pixels from the latest repair job off his hands.
[[yay!~ and bwahahaha, that's awesome. stealth helmet!~]]
"Then you shouldn't have any more problems." Wulf smiled in satisfaction as the monitor rose, and flipped the read-only closed with one hand as he walked Anon to the door. "If something else happens before that gets taken care of, don't hesitate to come back here. Best to nip these problems in the bud."
Hmmm. A security program, but with blue circuits -- that was a relief. Wulf strode out to meet him, brushing a few stray pixels from the latest repair job off his hands.
[[yay!~ and bwahahaha, that's awesome. stealth helmet!~]]
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Waving goodbye, Anon stepped back out onto the streets of the Grid. It was good to be fully operational once more.
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