She had lost track of the outcome of this sim and the activation thereof, to be perfectly honest. Shortly after she started it up, there were other, more pressing matters to attend to. Rations to divide up, a crumbling empire to govern, soldiers to order. She figured that, in due time, she would see the results of what firing up the old Junkyard file would do
( ... )
Sera, for all her ability to manipulate data, is still something of a novice when it comes to accessing structure. Creating is easy, managing it not so much, especially when it's designed to be independent and function without her.
So it takes her some time to get past the initial security and reach into the data records in the Dissimination Machine. A good ten minutes, actually. It takes effort from both her mind and her body. The first one is busy straining after some hint of what she's looking for, either information or a way to make the machine get it for her; she knows roughly how to find it. Clear her head and look for a part of the program that snags her attention, the same way a bright light would catch her eye.
Her body is busy holding her up, and her lungs are well occupied with pumping air through her. Enough to give her the means to help with her search.
"Ahhh~" It's a single note, which she's trying to sustain as long as she can. Breath in, breath out, keep the note going until she can latch onto something in
( ... )
There will be no response, as an unfamiliar rumble quavers up through the divided, metal pillar that is the Dissemination Machine and the karma ring around the unblinking eye spins and rotates faster.
Jenna, still taking form in this digital realm, is momentarily taken aback when she hears, and then realizes, who the intruder is. Why would this girl have the gall to come back here? Or even the desire to? She originally retreated to the Junkyard to escape, correct? Now that she's living in an entirely different universe with her imaginary friends, what reason could there be to ever return to this place of endless rain?
"That will be quite unnecessary," Jenna announces, her voice resonating around the Karma Temple's main room. Stepping from the midst of the hovering eye that is her trademark, she still appears wreathed in white light as she takes on full form in this digital realm.
There's a brief, brief moment where Sera just doesn't register what's happening. It defies possibility, and she never imagined that her past would repeat itself. But that doesn't change the fact that she's standing face to face with a person that makes her want to do nothing more then turn around and run, if she could convince them to actually move
( ... )
Sera's utterances and attempts to talk are thoroughly ignored, and Jenna resumes her purposeful stride to the front lobby of the EGG facility. In the back of her mind, she considers how this place must be quite the shock for Sera to see again, after so long of being away. This complex was essentially the girl's entire world for the majority of her life. Welcome home indeed.
There are only a few rough tugs on the smaller female's arm when she gets to lagging behind or drags her feet too much. And Sera is led through a maze of corridors and entrances, until they are finally at their destination; the front lobby. And outside, there is still parked the jeep and the Karma Guard who drove Jenna here. He had been ordered to wait as she dealt with this matter, and the man slouching behind the wheel suddenly sits up when he sees Angel approaching.
"Chief Director!" And then he spies who she has accompanying her. "...The Cyber Shaman?!? Where did she
( ... )
"Detain-?" Sera stares at Jenna from where she's laying on the seat. She hasn't pulled herself up yet, and after hearing the words 'cell' she doesn't have a lot of motivation to
( ... )
Jenna's cold eyes stay trained forward, watching the incoming horizon, the white, sterile buildings that make up the Karma Society and the surrounding businesses and residences growing closer, then soon zooming past. There is no conversation or further orders between anyone in the vehicle, so a tight, oppressive silence reigns. The only sound is the jeep's engine, the bumps and thumps from going over the occasional uneven terrain, and the whipping wind
( ... )
It looks like Sera wants to say something to Jenna; ask a question, maybe even try to find some way out of this situation...But she doesn't get the chance. One of the more impatient guards gives her arm a tug to show that she should get moving.
Anything that she wants to say goes unvoiced, as she gets guided down from the jeep (partially because she's shaking a bit as she moves, like she's having a hard time holding herself up.) and across the sidewalk towards the Karma Tower. She seems to shrink in on herself a little more as she falls under the thing's shadow and gets guided towards the doors.
She listens as Sera pours out the plight of the Embryon, her smile soon falling away and her fingers ceasing the idle fiddling with her necklace. And once she's finished, there's no immediate reply from Angel; she simply begins to pace slowly
( ... )
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So it takes her some time to get past the initial security and reach into the data records in the Dissimination Machine. A good ten minutes, actually. It takes effort from both her mind and her body. The first one is busy straining after some hint of what she's looking for, either information or a way to make the machine get it for her; she knows roughly how to find it. Clear her head and look for a part of the program that snags her attention, the same way a bright light would catch her eye.
Her body is busy holding her up, and her lungs are well occupied with pumping air through her. Enough to give her the means to help with her search.
"Ahhh~" It's a single note, which she's trying to sustain as long as she can. Breath in, breath out, keep the note going until she can latch onto something in ( ... )
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Jenna, still taking form in this digital realm, is momentarily taken aback when she hears, and then realizes, who the intruder is. Why would this girl have the gall to come back here? Or even the desire to? She originally retreated to the Junkyard to escape, correct? Now that she's living in an entirely different universe with her imaginary friends, what reason could there be to ever return to this place of endless rain?
"That will be quite unnecessary," Jenna announces, her voice resonating around the Karma Temple's main room. Stepping from the midst of the hovering eye that is her trademark, she still appears wreathed in white light as she takes on full form in this digital realm.
"Your little game has ended, Cyber Shaman."
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There are only a few rough tugs on the smaller female's arm when she gets to lagging behind or drags her feet too much. And Sera is led through a maze of corridors and entrances, until they are finally at their destination; the front lobby. And outside, there is still parked the jeep and the Karma Guard who drove Jenna here. He had been ordered to wait as she dealt with this matter, and the man slouching behind the wheel suddenly sits up when he sees Angel approaching.
"Chief Director!" And then he spies who she has accompanying her. "...The Cyber Shaman?!? Where did she ( ... )
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Anything that she wants to say goes unvoiced, as she gets guided down from the jeep (partially because she's shaking a bit as she moves, like she's having a hard time holding herself up.) and across the sidewalk towards the Karma Tower. She seems to shrink in on herself a little more as she falls under the thing's shadow and gets guided towards the doors.
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