4.04: Touched by a virus.

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The task that Daemon lays out for Mouse and YT is simple enough: allow the Word to spread to its fullest extent. To that end, YT is sent off into the 'Net carrying a list of IP addresses and a copy of Mouse's encryption codes.

One by one, YT visits the systems Mouse has firewalled off. One by one, the firewalls drop, allowing the Word to spread to

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[a1enzo]

Matrix stoops and picks up the baseball from the ground. "See if you can catch my... fastball!"

It's the wind-up, it's the pitch, it's... way wide.

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Welman's arm shoots out--way out--and his 'hand' expands into a mitt to catch the ball easily.

"You'll have to do better than that!"

[a1enzo]

His son's eyes go wide. "Alphanumeric!"

This is way cooler than an ordinary dad, even if hugs are out of the question.

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Welman tosses the ball back to Enzo, then makes a 'time-out' sign before turning to Phong, who is just rolling past where the technician binomes are busy putting the Gateway device together.

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"How is Enzo taking your transformation?" enquires Phong. It's a lot to get used to, after all, having his father back - and in such a strange form - especially piled on all the other adjustments the child has been forced to make in recent minutes.

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Welman hesitates. "Well..."

[a1enzo]

"Hi, Phong," exclaims little Matrix breathlessly, running up. "Dad's a null-monster now, it's soooooo cool! He can change shape and things! Hey," he adds, his attention diverted by a hailing bark, "there's Frisket!" And off he goes.

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"...quite well, actually," he continues with a shrug.

Kids. Go figure.

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Phong's amusement (not to say relief) at this is cut short by the noise of a squadron of CPUs taking off. "Now what?"

As Phong and Welman watch, the tanks head for the firewall. Each fires off its payload - a sender - to be embedded in the sky next to the firewall, and swings around to return to base.

"A second firewall!" says Phong, pleased, as it goes up over the first. "That should slow Mouse down. Clever girl!"

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"Who, Dot?"

Welman is having a hard time adjusting himself. Not only is his little girl a grown woman now, but she's in charge of the entire system. He never doubted her capabilities, but seeing her in action is something else entirely.

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"You should be very proud of her," Phong mock-admonishes Welman, with a slight twinkle.

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"I am," Welman replies, completely sincere. "And Enzo. He's a fine boy. He's grown so much..."

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Oh dear. Well, he had to address this sooner or later. But how in the 'Net to put it...

"Ah, well, there's... something else you should know. About Enzo, or... or should I say Matrix?"