52. [ RL with Tony ]

[trinities]

[ Nena is excited, oh yes she is. She's even dressed up a bit, which in this case means she's showing some leg, because it's always worth it to carry a ready-made distraction along; her Haro's in sleep mode in a tote bag, for about the same reason. After the security guard waves her through, she rings the doorbell two or three times, then steps back, bouncing on her heels in anticipation ]

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[goddamn-ironman.livejournal.com]

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What's with the bag.

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God, is that how you say hi to everyone? [ She marches on in like she lives there, then puts her hands on her hips, looking around ] And I'll show you when you show me Jarvis!

[goddamn-ironman.livejournal.com]

Yes, please, come inside [ ] You're looking at him -- [ ] Jarvis, you have a visitor.

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[trinities]

Hi! Does he recognize me from the journal or something? [ This part is addressed at Tony; she doesn't seem surprised that there's some sort of face recognition built in ] Can I see the hardware?

[goddamn-ironman.livejournal.com]

Yep. He monitors the community sometimes. Let him talk to one person and he wants to talk to everyone. [ ]

The mainframe is down here.

[trinities]

[ look our supercomputer orbits the moon mmk? mmk. she traipses after him, taking the tote bag off her shoulder as she walks ] What language is he coded in?

[goddamn-ironman.livejournal.com]

Prolog, initially. I've expanded too far beyond it to be considered that, anymore. The company called it Butler but I don't. Smartasses. [ ] He'll bring up whatever you need, classified aside.

[trinities]

Wow, that's super ancient by my time. Here you go! [ She takes Haro out of the bag, and after pressing a few buttons under one of the ear-flaps, tosses him to Tony. He'll very shortly start madly flapping his ears and swearing at the general universe, so enjoy.

Nena, meanwhile, plops herself right down in the chair, cracks her knuckles, and starts typing. After a quick command to disable the keyboard, that is; she figures Tony will be too preoccupied with Haro to notice anything odd ]

[goddamn-ironman.livejournal.com]

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[trinities]

[ She pauses and sticks out her tongue ] I'm not gonna change anything! This is just easier!

[ Meanwhile, over in Tonyland: ]

BITCHES AND WHORES! BITCHES AND WHORES! [ Haro rocks back and forth, but he can't fly where there's actual gravity ]

[goddamn-ironman.livejournal.com]

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Do you talk or just parrot a bunch of bullshit?

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YOUR MOM PARROTS BULLSHIT! YOUR MOM PARROTS BULLSHIT! [ and he attempts to roll his way off the table. ]

Ooh, nice! I didn't expect you to be this advanced, I thought our world was the only one with those things. But here, let me explain... [ Because she has some sense of self-preservation, she sends in what amounts to a networking request rather than just trying to force him to open up ]

[goddamn-ironman.livejournal.com]

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[trinities]

It's technically classified, but as long as you don't tell... [ she leans back in her chair as she starts poking through the coding, looking for any interesting schematics at the same time she's investigating the makeup of the system ] Yeah, I see what he meant about the coding. It would be way easier if he tried to go for NLP, you should tell him that. Although I guess this is pretty nifty what he's done with it...

[goddamn-ironman.livejournal.com]

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[trinities]

[ That's much more ideal, what with Tony around to overhear ] Mm, something like that, I guess. I wasn't born, if that's what you're asking, I was made, but a lot of me's human, I think. [ Because it's simpler than explaining in words, she sends him in raw information a basic rundown of GN particles, their quantum properties, and the innovations in nanomachines directly planted into living minds-- it's not incredibly specific, as there are far more interesting things to do than sit around reading research articles, but it amounts to a working knowledge for the purposes of clarification. (After all, he's just a computer, and she can erase the data if things go badly, right? ) ]

i wrote you a novel... ):

[goddamn-ironman.livejournal.com]

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i love novels

[trinities]

No big! [ She shrugs and stretches her arms over her head, before leaning forward on the terminal once more. ] I wouldn't let you into my stuff, either. [ Of course, the fact that things are being closed off immediately makes her want to poke through them, but this isn't her home turf and it isn't a system she's accustomed to navigating, so she's pretty sure Jarvis would send up a warning before she was able to stop him. ]

The arc reactor sounds like something we have, kinda. It's just supposed to be an energy source?

[goddamn-ironman.livejournal.com]

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[trinities]

We've got solar power, except everyone was killing each other for a while over it, so that sucked, I guess. But my point is, it kinda looks like a really early prototype for a GN reactor.

[goddamn-ironman.livejournal.com]

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[trinities]

Whoa, sweet! [ this is said out loud, as she excitedly sticks her hands into the projection. She's basically just playing with it out of excitement, pulling things apart here, zooming in there; despite her quantum brainwaves she's not an engineer, but that doesn't mean she can't have fun with glowy things like anyone else. ]

[goddamn-ironman.livejournal.com]

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[trinities]

Show me more cool stuff! Oh, and let me save the blueprints! [ She's still enthralled like a kid with a new toy, which is basically what she is ] Can you project, like, anything this way?