>>668962
Right now, expecting you to reveal yourself as 38-3, because of course it would be right now if you were to do that.
Or 14-1 all along. I mean, you COULD be 14-1. I don't know what upgrades he has. Would explain a lot.

Or a tigerclaw, or a Strix, or a finger-gun. Hm, not the finger-gun, that'd be too silly.

That's a lot of servers for one free agent to have acquired. Sintek must have a very generous retirement plan.
Shall we get started with the reconstitution chamber's setup?

>>668972
"I dunno, I got some pretty sweet toys since then. Wasn't expecting the sudden trust but I'm also not complaining."

>>668962
Things change.

ask him if he mains engineer

>>668966
Also this

Wire 2015/09/10(Thu)23:34 No. 668982 ID: d78cc1
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"things change," 73-6 says. "i have a lot more fun things to kill you with these days."
"Careful, 73-6."
"this is a lot of good stuff here. sintek must have a nice retirement package."
"Sintek don't have a retirement plan either," Dartline says.
"but you aren't sintek, are you?"
"I was. At some point."
"keesh, do you know this guy?"
"What." Keisha squints. "Should I know this guy?"

"Uh, well." Dartline is suddenly skittish. "I don't see how. It was a long time ago."

"It was--" Keisha's eyes widen in realization. "What the fuck? Mr. Doyle?"

"Oh, shit," Dartline mutters.

"Mr. fuckin Doyle take that fuckin visor off right now." Keisha is livid.
"You know I can't do that, Keisha."
"You are not telling me a bitch almost got blown up by her fucking comp sci teacher," Keisha says. "You're Dartline Alchemist? What kind of D&D-ass name is Dartline Alchemist?"

Wire 2015/09/10(Thu)23:35 No. 668983 ID: d78cc1
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"God Dammit."
Dartline Alchemist / Mr. Doyle covers his face.
"A comp sci teacher?" Penelope crosses her arms. "Named mr. doyle? That's the big bad DA?"
"No," Dartline says. "I mean yes. Sort of. It's who I was.

"It was a place called St. Joseph's. A magnet campus."
"in cambridge?"
"That's the one," Dartline says. "And yes. I taught there for a time after Sintek."
"You weren't never in fucking Sintek, Mr. Doyle," Keisha says. "You idolized Sintek. You weren't never in it."

"Keisha are you telling the story or am I?" Dartline runs his fingers through his hair. "OK. Never in Sintek. I would argue that being self-taught makes me more impressive, not less. But moving on."
73-6 can't hide his grin. "moving on."

"I was a computer science teacher."
"And IT guy," Keisha says.
"And IT guy. And among my more promising students was Ms. Chalthoum. There. I guess the music department always held more of a grip on you, though, Keisha."
"That don't explain how you went from St. Joe's to shooting my black ass, Mr. Doyle," Keisha says. "THAT'S what I'm interested in."
"It was a mistake, Keisha. Unfortunate random variable."
"Sure seemed like you knew what you were doing."

Dartline sighs heavily.
"OK. Do you want to tell them what happened at St. Josephs?"
Keisha's lips purse. "Is that what this was all about?"
"What else could it be?"
"Fine." She shakes her head. "I'll shut up."

"OK then." He clears his throat.

Wire 2015/09/10(Thu)23:36 No. 668984 ID: d78cc1
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"St. Joe's was Cambridge's shiny badge for the longest time. Emblematic as it was of clear, definable progress being made toward a kind of future. The young people it taught were mostly poor, bad-neighborhood latchkey kinds of kids. It sounds like some sentimental bullshit but if they hadn't gone to Joe's they would have been chewed up and spit out like anyone else without the kind of cash you need to keep yourself above water.
And some of the best teachers left were on its faculty. The ones who hadn't given up on everything yet. Most of us were working for peanuts. We did it because we believed in it.

"The good councilmen of the Northeastern Sprawl believed in it too. Councilman Robert Masdea being our primary mouthpiece. He held us up to the light of a choir of a billion tax-deductible angels, and rode our success story through his entire, staggeringly long incumbency. Good chunk of his own change went into St. Joe's. Or his donors' anyway.

"For five years I ran with the Saints. I was making a difference. One of the little candles in the century's great oncoming darkness. I was a moron, of course. We all were. There's a reason they invented electric light.

"For shits and giggles I started hacking the security systems at St. Joe's. Just as something to do. I was getting deeper and deeper into the wilds of black hatting and I wanted to see if I could, y'know?

"And one night, as I was grading C++ assignments the little script kiddies had handed in on my main monitor, with the feed up on a little CCTV to prevent any traces, I caught some movement on the cameras in the corner of my eye and saw Bob Masdea and two of his gubernatorial friends, after hours in a place they shouldn't have been, with a 14-year-old student, doing something they shouldn't have been doing.

"And I saw something I shouldn't have seen."

Wire 2015/09/10(Thu)23:37 No. 668986 ID: d78cc1
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"Of course I took it to the cops. What would you have done if you were an idealistic idiot like I was? They nodded gravely and said they wouldn't take this lightly. Look right into it, they said.

"Overnight the funding dried up. The money, the attention, the supplies. Everything stopped. Bob saved so much money he bought himself a new yacht and St. Joe's drifted into the Elephant Graveyard all noble intentions condemn themselves to.

"And that's just about the last time I ever put myself up to doing anything for anyone if it didn't help me.

"A couple years down the road Bob Masdea's yacht experienced catastrophic equipment failure in the middle of Long Island Sound. It blew itself apart, with him on it.

"One of his buddies ended up reassigned to the Swaziland embassy three years later, right before the Ngwenyama's forces miraculously shut down the Puppet Gov's entire automated army and swarmed Mbabane. He was hanged.

"The last was the hardest nut to crack. He kept himself too clean and sealed for close to a decade.

"It took me about that long to discover the other vice he held besides his kid-diddling. A connection to a group of freedom fighters calling themselves the Fantomas Vengadores.

"And so here we are."

>>668986
...hang on how much did he actually manipulate the Bureau to get at Sandman? Was blowing up the apartment just to get the Bureau on his ass, was the "blackmail" the Fantomas had fake, the information recovered placed there just so we would eventually go after Sandman? This is all very impressive if so. DA is a dangerous, dangerous man.

Also what does Sosa have to do with this? Is he just a bad man that DA thinks the world would be better off without? I'd agree with that sentiment, honestly.

Wow. Hope you made him squeal, Penelope.
-Wait, you weren't talking about 88, were you?

>>668986
Okay, so, to confirm it was Sandman, right? Not who Dubs used to be, right? Dubs seemed pretty alright before the rez and he got cooler.
I mean I GUESS Warbucks could also have been a pedophile or ilbibliophile or whatever liking 14 year olds qualifies as. Shouldn't count out the ladies for such evil.

Is the last guy Sosa? If not why does he what Sosa dead so bad?

You are a good man, Dartline Alchemist.

So, Dartline, now we know what you're bringing to this, how would you like to be the next CEO of the Bureau of Domestic Defense? Only catch is we still gotta catch 38-3 intact and then have him play the part of Tai Jiyang for a long time.

>>668993
Warbucks and Lockjaw were not "too clean."

>>668986
Well, if there's one thing I understand, it's turning on your bosses with a vengeance when they turn out to be assholes, or fuck with people you care about.

>>668986
soo who was it and is he dead already?

Wire 2015/09/12(Sat)18:06 No. 669270 ID: d78cc1
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"sooooooo... is he dead?"
"What?"
"the guy."
"What he-- Yes. You killed him."
"was it lockjaw?"
"Whoa," 88-1 says. "Don't look at me."
"No motherfucker it was Sandler." DA puts his head in his hand. "That was the whole reveal thing I was doing."
"oh," 73-6 says.
"You manipulated us?" Monica asks. "The whole time?"
"I played it by ear," DA says. "Signed on with the Fantomas and kept an eye out for opportunities to bring him down. You presented yourselves."
"Like the south side of my fuckin apartment presented itself?"
"That was an accident, Keisha. I told you. Anyway, you're all here now. Hidden, safe, surrounded by tech."
"Are there places we can sleep here?" 88-1 asks.
Monica sniffs the air. "Is there a shower in here?"
"We get separate rooms?" Penelope chimes in, her arm lightly around Keisha's shoulder. "With like no cameras?"
"Yes yes and fine," Dartline Alchemist says. "It's time to figure out the next step. If that's turn in for the evening I can figure out the sleeping situation. Don't exactly have a guest room."

Welp.
Guess some shuteye wouldn't hurt. Been a bit of a day.

>It's time to figure out the next step.
I guess it's too early to watch 38-3 stumble through the deathtraps we left? Would have made a nice bedtime video.

Hmm. Maybe we should call 14-1? We might want help when we go gunning for Sosa, with or without 38-4.

What's DA's beef with Sosa, if he's not one of the jerks who was messing with the kiddies?

Check on Jericho's walls, and ask why Sosa is on Dateline Anarchist's hitlist. There's no need to call 14-1 yet, we don't have need of him. Plus, it would take him quite some time to get to the Sprawl from South America.

>>669270
73-6 you really need to spend more time socializing and less time brutally murdering nearly every new person you meet.

>>669270
Seriously though why Sosa?

>>669270
Probably should make sure you are now cool with Dartline, maybe see if he'd get rid of the backdoor in your head and such?

>>669337
How can you ever trust that the man who put the backdoor in your head removed the backdoor in your head? It's unverifiable.

We've got a big day ahead of us, killing off the Bureau before they figure out where to send agents and an army after us is gonna take a little work. Some shuteye and downtime would be helpful unless there's something on the schedule that really needs doing first.

...hang on how did he get this fortress? You can't build something like this on your own. Did he steal it from that guy we saw him shoot?

Wire 2015/09/13(Sun)13:48 No. 669420 ID: d78cc1
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"i guess the trap we've laid won't be ready till tomorrow," 73-6 says. "some shuteye wouldn't hurt."
"Then we start planning tomorrow," Dartline says. "After we see what happens to Sosa's little minion."
"why sosa?" 73-6 asks. "just wondering."
"Because I have an opportunity," Dartline Alchemist says. "And because if I'm not #1 on the Bureau's shitlist now I'm going to be as soon as they find out I helped you. So I'm going to take it apart."
"sound logic."
"Hm." Dartline comes out from between the terminals. "I don't suffer things to stay in my way. Now: the room situation."

"Just a second. Excuse me." Sara steps out in front of DA. "Do you remember me?"
He tilts his head. "The robot, right. Came with 73-6 into Blastlands?"
"Yeah well before that I was Keesh's roomate," Sara says. "The one who nearly shot you after you attacked us."
"That was you?"
"It was. And I just want to let you know I'm still nowhere near trusting you. And the next time you hurt one of my friends I'm gonna be there."
"I told you," Dartline Alchemist says. "It was a mistake."
"So was missing you." Sara's eyes are narrowed. "I'm not making any more mistakes. For your sake I hope you don't either."
Dartline snorts. "You know who you're talking to?"
"I do, Mr. Doyle. And you can stop trying to intimidate us because Sev-Three is a lot scarier than you are." Sara turns away. "I'll be at the hovercraft, guys. Find me when you get the rooms straightened."
She leaves the room.
"Que la chinga," Penelope says, the admiration clear in her voice.
"You going to keep an eye on that, right?" Dartline Alchemist asks pointedly. "Now rooms. Think I got four rooms I can spare for you which means we need at least one more double. Figure it out and I'll get you sleeping bags and such."
"Sleeping bags?" Monica puts her hands on her hips.
"Only got the one bed." Dartline shrugs. "It'll be like a camping trip."

Let's "keep an eye" on Sara in the double room.

>>669420
"That" is your prodigal student's best friend and a person. I appreciate everything you've done so far, but do not call her an object.

Are we the only one who doesn't fucking hate dartline?

>>669424
He was referring to her attitude towards him him, not her as an individual.

>You know who you're talking to?
The guy who just let 3 bureau assets into his inner sanctum? I don't care what kind of defenses or countermeasures he has set up- that's not enough to make sure he stays alive if he crosses us.

>You going to keep an eye on that, right?
Sure. If you give her a reason to kill you, I'm definitely gonna watch.

>rooms
I assume Keesh and Pen want to bunk.

Then that leaves Monica, Sara, Dubs, Sev. Unless Sara wants to bunk with us, that means Sev and Dubs probably share. If DA needs one of the 4 rooms, and doesn't have his own somewhere, Sara and Monica could bunk.

Actually, if we don't trust him, it probably makes sense not leaving anyone alone. (Although, amusingly, that leaves Monica stuck with Dubs if Sara sticks with Sev).

Keesh with Pen in whichever room has the best soundproofing, Sara with Sev so they can have a chance to talk about the relationship thing, Monica with Dubs who has a baked-in compulsion to befriend her, save room #4 for 63 and 90-2.

Wire 2015/09/13(Sun)22:54 No. 669500 ID: d78cc1
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"OK." Dartline Alchemist tosses the sleeping bag onto the floor. "So this one's a two-fer. The machines here are sturdy enough you can use them as a platform thing for the bags if you want. Just shut off your magnets first, 73-6. No hard drives getting wiped by your dead ass tonight."
"hah." 73-6 scratches his butt. "that would be bad."
"So who's taking this one?" Dartline asks.
"well i guess it makes the most sense for the dudes to share a room, right?" 73-6 looks over at 88-1, standing in the doorway.
88-1 raises an eyebrow. "You guess?"

"unless, like, well do you need a room, dartline?"
"I have a room," Dartline Alchemist says.

"so maybe sara and monica could bunk or they could like have separate rooms or um." 73-6 clears his throat. It sounds like a rattling tin can with a pissed-off hornet inside. "uhh how about you ask sara where she wants to bunk, dubs?"
"You want me to?" 88-1's studied blankness cracks into a hint of grin at its edge.
"sure. yes. uh, thanks."
"Got it." 88-1 bows out.

"And tell her from me that I'm, uh," Dartline Alchemist studies his words. "Not maybe sorry but I understand where she's coming from."
"right."
"Get sleep. Big day."
"good night, dartline."
"Good evening."

Dartline alchemist leaves the door open as he goes.

Wire 2015/09/13(Sun)22:55 No. 669501 ID: d78cc1
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73-6 takes a seat on one of the terminal things.
He should definitely prepare two of these. Right?

I mean obviously he should but maybe he's sleeping alone. There's enough rooms for that.
Should he put on his hologram face? Should he take his gloves off? His palms are going to be all sweaty.

Is Sara even coming? She might not be coming. Maybe she wants her own room. That would totally be understandable.
But she held his hand. That has to mean something, right?

Maybe she was just scared but, like, she didn't hold Keisha's hand or anything. She held his hand.
She might not even be coming, 73-6. She probably isn't. Relax.

Wire 2015/09/13(Sun)22:55 No. 669502 ID: d78cc1
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Sara coughs politely behind 73-6 who nearly jumps out of his skin.

"Hi!" she says.

Remember the basics of talking to girls, Sev. Say 'hi' back.

You know, you could sleep on the floor and move your sleeping bags together. Ain't much difference between one hard surface and another.

You should probably take your coat off too. Ooh, how scandalous.

>>669502
sara my spaghetti is flying, please say something before i explode from nerves

>>669505
Oh my god, yes!

Verbatim, please!

Sev don't freak out. All it is is there's a girl who likes you in a room alone with you and she's only wearing one piece of clothing.

Nothing to freak out about.

>>669502
Um, hi.

If you need an excuse for nerves, you can't remember when you last slept put of one of those tube things. Oh, wait, yes you can. At her place. Um. This line of thinking isn't making things less awkward is it.

Take the hologram off, the gloves off, just take it allll off Sev-Three. Ooh yeah.

Ask Sara (no intermediates this time!) what she's going to do when this is over. Maybe... what *we* are going to do?

>>669502
double-check that Sara wasn't remotely tampered with upon entering mr super-hacker's inner sanctum.

say hi, dork

Wire 2015/09/14(Mon)21:37 No. 669695 ID: d78cc1
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"hi," 73-6 says. "it's no sleeping tube, huh?"
"That it ain't." Sara doesn't know what to do with her hands, it looks like. "Not exactly cozy, but."

"well there's a couple sleeping bags." 73-6 kicks one lightly. "we can spread 'em out. on the, uh, floor."
"Slumber party!" Sara giggles. "You gonna braid my hair?"
"i've never actually, uh." 73-6 runs his hand along his scalp. "not exactly qualified."
Sara giggles again, uncertainly.

They've both run out of cutesy evasions. They stare at each other, each caught in the other's headlights.

73-6 clears his throat.
"sara my spaghetti is literally falling out all over the place. please say something before i explode."
"Oh my God," Sara says. "Mine too. Oh my God I was so much better at this when I was human. Ummmm."

She looks back for a place to sit but the other terminal thing is too far away. She keeps standing.
"So do you remember a few nights ago?" she asks, carefully. "When you were hacking me and stuff?"
"yeah."
"And I said I was going to say all those things but then 38-3 happened so I was too afraid to?"
73-6 swallows. "yeah."
"I really was," Sara says. "I hope you didn't think I was making an excuse. I really do, ummm. I really like you."
"really?"
"I do. I really really like you." Sara looks like she's about to melt into a pool of silicon. And you said you like me?"
"i did. uh i do."

"And you said 'maybe when we're under less scrutiny,'" Sara says. "And I got really scared and I didn't let you finish. I'm sorry."
"it's ok." 73-6 kind of wants to look away but can't.
"And now we are. Under less scrutiny now I mean. No more handlers or bureaus or regulations or stuff. And I know we said a lot of oh we shouldn't and maybe later and um but we danced around-- we never said, like, y'know--"
"what it was?"
"What it was. Right. That you-- I mean We-- what we wanted to do. So. Ummm." Sara bites her lip. "What now?"

scoot over and let her sit next to you,,,...,.,.

>>669695
ohhh right. you may want to get rid of the government background running stuff

given that you're criminals now.

"We could start by just holding hands." Then when she touches your hand, do the mind-blowing orgasm hack thing.

We are going to do it. Right now. If you're up to it.
>>669708
We won't even need to, trust me.

Tell her how unfathomably rich you are.

>>669695
Kiss her you fool, passionately and with grace.

As passionately and gracefully as a lovesick moldie unleashing his suppressed emotions out can.

>>669695
take her hand and gently pull her close. go for a closed mouth kiss.
are you even capable of non-closed mouth kissing? this question is about to become very relevant soon.

>>669708
Um, let's ease into it.

>>669699

>>669695
No words. Hack her gently.

Make an access requested prompt pop up on her UI.

Start easy. First, go over her system options again, make sure everything's right. It'd be like... brushing her hair, kind of. While you do that, talk to her about the future. But, hopefully. Like, if she was rich and wasn't in trouble with anyone any more, what would she like? Get yourselves into a nice zone of comfort with each other.

Wire 2015/09/15(Tue)20:32 No. 669850 ID: d78cc1
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73-6 scoots over and pats the terminal.
Sara sits.
"i'm not sure," 73-6 says. He takes her hand. "if you were really wealthy where would you go?"
"Like how wealthy?"
"really really."
"Africa," Sara says, almost automatically. "Cameroon."
"why there?"
"They don't live like--" she waves her hand around. "the buzzing. And the volcano. I really wanna see a volcano."
"sara i'm really rich."
"Like how rich?"
"really really," 73-6 says. "i stole the money from those ceo people. at warbucks' meeting."
Sara's eyes widen. "Ohhh."
"and now i'm really crazy unfathomably rich. so after all this we can see the volcano in cameroon. and you don't need to run any more government stuff. and maybe you shouldn't since we're fugitives now."
"I already wiped all of it," Sara says. "I thought it was probably a good idea. Since we're hardened criminals."
"but we're gonna be ok."
"I know." She squeezes his hand. "Fearless leader."
"um not exactly." 73-6's throat is dry. "i'm freaking out right now."
"Me too. I didn't think this-- I kind of thought we weren't ever going to, y'know." Sara rests their hands on her leg. It's smooth and warm. "Sev?"
"yeah?"
"Do you want to kiss me?"

>>669850
"I mean yeah but I have weird corpse lips, you ok with that?"

*look at and/or poke stitches*

Um. Can I even kiss or are these things in the way.

GODAMNIT SEV, do NOT let these virgins ruin your shot with dialogue. Go for it. Try to keep your foot AWAY from the general vincinity of your mouth. Kiss her!

"I would like-like that."

More than anything else.

>>669850
Kiss her. Let things play out as they will.

>>669857
no but fumble super hard though
it'll be hilarious and she'll fall for what an inept clown you are outside of plotting rebellions and killing people

That's how relationships work

>>669850
You know... I need to learn how to pucker through these stitches.

if you chicken out of this kiss i will be so disappointed in you.

>>669850
KISS HER, YOU FOOL
THIS IS PROBABLY THE LAST TIME YOU'LL SEE HER
ALL ALONE
WITH YOU
AND BE ALL ROMANTIC
SO KISS HER
KISS HER GOOD
AND SAVOR THE MOMENT

You know, since her eyes are in her chest, would it feel more kiss-like for her if you kissed her there? I mean, from her perspective, a kiss on her face is just "well there's something bumping against my head and now I can just stare at this torso here".

"Yeah. Can we do that?"

You two are going to get married and have cute undead robot babies and it's going to be so cute.

>>669918
So, you want us to start working our way down her chest with kisses?

She does have a working mouth, so kissing her head is probably fine for her.

>>669850
DO IT FUCKER! TAKE THE CHANCE! DO IT YOU FREAKING PUSSY!

Wire 2015/09/17(Thu)22:18 No. 670297 ID: d78cc1
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"more than anything," 73-6 says.

There is a pause.

"i mean i don't know if the stitch things will get in the way or--"

>>670298
New question...should we grope the booty?

Woah, things are heating up so fast in here I think you're gonna melt the servers!

>>670302
I feel like we should.

>>670308
All in favor of groping the booty say "I"!

Wire 2015/09/17(Thu)23:41 No. 670322 ID: d78cc1
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73-6 puts a hand on Sara's butt.

Sara takes this as her cue to push him backward onto the terminal and straddle him.

She's warm.
She's so soft it's insane that she could exist in the same world he's been living in. She's the softest thing he's ever held. He can't believe this is happening.
His heart is hammering in his throat. She makes a little noise and he loves her so much it hurts.

She eases up and her black hair cascades around his face.
"Is this too fast?" she asks. "Am I being too fast?"
"i don't know," 73-6 says. "i've never done this before."
"Maybe it's fast." Her eyes are incandescent digital scintilla, radiating across his brain. "But when will we get another chance?" An atom of fear slips into her voice. "Will we get another chance?"

We will if I have anything to say about it.

>>670322
I will punch fate in the dick directly with my fist just to be sure

>>670322
There is NO chance I'm going to let Sosa win and take that second chance away from me.
I will fight tooth to the BONE for that second chance.

That's what he's fightin for. Also for top position. That is a battle which he is losing, though.

I'm sure there will be lots of chances in Cameroon.

>>670327
fuck top position, this is just dandy.

>>670331

"Will we have another chance? Well, that depends. Am I the second most badass rebel cyborg murderspy the Bureau of Domestic Defense ever produced, and are you a super robot Blastlands champion whose combat medic skills constitute power over life and death? Do we have a bunch of other awesome people backing us up? I think we are, and we do. I think we have a chance and we should take it. Opportunities multiply when they are seized."

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"we'll have a lot of chances in cameroon," 73-6 says. "i will personally punch sosa or fate or whoever in the dick if i have to."
"Is that where we're going?" Sara asks.
"we're going wherever we want to," 73-6 says. "are you ok with it being 'we'?"
"I am super OK with that." Sara kisses his neck.
She sits up. "Soooo does that mean you wanna wait?"

NOPE THIS IS GREAT

what's that magenta thing?

>>670621
Huh, that is strange. What is that magenta thing?

As far as waiting goes, we could use some stress relief, but it'd be nice to be sure what's better in the short term and long term. It's also worth thinking about how much 'better in the short term' helps there to be a long term.

Haha nope

>>670621
>>670627
It is a reminder that we are in a server room and not a featureless grey expanse.

>"Soooo does that mean you wanna wait?"
Sara are you trying to kill me. I know I've been dead a lot but that's just cruel!

>>670621
Computer stuff. All DA's computer stuff is like that.

>>670616

>>670615
turn on your hologram

Wire 2015/09/19(Sat)16:15 No. 670645 ID: d78cc1
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"nope," 73-6 says. "this is great"
Sara giggles. "We haven't even gotten to the good part." She starts to unzip his trenchcoat. "You've never, um--"
"i don't know if this body has but i haven't."
"This body hasn't but I have," Sara says. "Dude together we're one virgin!"
"dude," 73-6 says. "i hadn't thought of it that way. do you, uh, should i be doing anything?"

"Nuh-uh." She peels the top of his trenchcoat off and feasts her eyes. "I think I still know how everything works down there."
"do you want me to turn on my hologram thing?"
Sara shakes her head. "It's cute, don't get me wrong." She kisses his chest. "But I didn't fall in love with your hologram, Seventy Three-Six. Just lie back."
73-6 feels her hips gyrate as she wiggles out of her shorts. "You've taken care of me through so much.

I wanna take care of you."

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"something's buzzing."
"Yep."
"did da leave his phone in here?"
"Nope."