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a1enzoThe Matrices' upstairs hall closet creaks slowly open, and Enzo pokes his head out. Seeing the coast to be clear, he opens it fully and emerges, looking around with mounting distress. The walls, the floor, the furniture are all patched with pulsing green light-veins.
He listens carefully. No one home. Didn't think there would be, but good. He beckons at the open doorway behind him.
He listens carefully. No one home. Didn't think there would be, but good. He beckons at the open doorway behind him.
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Date: 2007-07-11 01:00 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-07-11 04:17 am (UTC)It might have been smarter sticking to the alleys and going visible when he could to conserve energy but they had no idea how much time they had left before Daemon corrupted the entire net, and they couldn't risk being seen until they brought the actual first wave of fighters through. He was making a straight run for it, flying pretty quickly, though not his top speed because even though whatever let him fly extended to whoever he touched, it still might have been too jarring to Enzo.
There was green, everywhere down below, threaded through everything, glowing, sick. Mainframe wasn't his home, but Danny got a flash of Amity Park looking the same, and wondered how Enzo felt seeing it all like that.
Up here there was less risk of being heard, so while Danny spoke quietly, he didn't whisper anymore.
"You've done a really good job so far, Enzo, gathering the reinforcements and everything. Dot and Bob will be really proud of you."
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Date: 2007-07-11 04:50 am (UTC)He's used to living in a system with a certain amount of viral corruption. Megabyte controlled most of Ghetty Prime, back when. But he controlled it through the people, and through intimidation, and most of them wanted their freedom. Daemon's infected the entire system, software and firmware alike, and the system is happy to have it so. And she's marked her territory.
Enzo closes his eyes, but his eyelids are invisible, and it doesn't help.
He jumps slightly when Danny speaks. But, fortunately, it was exactly the right thing to say. Enzo beams, even if Danny can't see it. "Thanks, Danny!" Then he tugs on his arm. "There it is, the big round one, see?"
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Date: 2007-07-11 04:54 am (UTC)He saw what was going on around and on top of it, too, even if it was from a distance.
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Date: 2007-07-11 05:06 am (UTC)Bob flickers and cringes in pain; the girl holds up a hand to steady him, and they continue.
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Date: 2007-07-11 05:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-11 05:17 am (UTC)"Ssh."
If she heard that, they were in trouble. It wasn't exactly like it would be lost on the wind. There wasn't any.
He just hoped they were high enough up and that she was too busy to hear it.
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Date: 2007-07-11 05:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-11 05:37 am (UTC)Danny zoomed down, through the domed roof of the Principal Office. Fortunately, the hallway they wound up in was empty, and Danny let go of Enzo's mouth.
"I know you're scared for Bob, Enzo, but you know what we have to do to save him, and it's what we have to do to save everyone. We can't take her on. Not yet."
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Date: 2007-07-11 05:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-11 05:51 am (UTC)He looked around, then briefly had them both go visible.
"Point in the direction of the armory, and remember, walls don't matter. I just need the direction."
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Date: 2007-07-11 06:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-11 06:03 am (UTC)"Okay. Let's move around a bit until you can figure it out."
He made them go invisible again.
"Pick a direction."
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Date: 2007-07-11 06:05 am (UTC)The soundtrack begins playing a slightly-altered-to-avoid-infringement version of the Mission: Impossible theme.no subject
Date: 2007-07-11 06:23 am (UTC)Dun dun dun dun DUN.They went up hallways, quietly and carefully, but quickly. As quickly as possible. By foot though. Danny was trying to save his energy by not flying. All this staying invisible was taxing.
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Date: 2007-07-11 06:30 am (UTC)DUN DUN dun dun DUN DUN dun dun DUN!As they go, they pass a number of green-uniformed binomes, strolling the corridors in the same happy daze as all the others, and press their backs to the wall in classic fashion to avoid bumping into anyone.
Finally, Enzo hisses: "I know this bit! C'mon!" He drags on Danny's arm and rushes off down an intersecting hall, then another. At last they reach a heavy, riveted door. "In here."
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Date: 2007-07-11 06:35 am (UTC)"Okay. What are we looking for here?"
He shrugged his white gear-backpack off so he could fill it with whatever fit.
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Date: 2007-07-11 06:43 am (UTC)"Filelockers."
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Date: 2007-07-11 04:40 pm (UTC)"Icons. You said earlier we might need one or two just in case the system won't recognize one of the people sending in Avatars instead of being digitized. Where do we get those?"
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Date: 2007-07-11 04:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-11 04:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-11 04:43 pm (UTC)"In his stomach."
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