Okay. Okay, fuck it, wandering around aimlessly is just going to be a waste of energy. One look at Rinzler's dimming lights tells Wash that pretty soon he'll be dragging all of the program's weight around, and he's having a hard enough time handling the bit of it that he's already taken on in his own condition.
They'll just go back to his room, and he can figure something out from there. He can set Rinzler down, maybe get a few answers out of him about power sources, and if not... There's probably the option of sending out a message to Alan, though Wash is still on the fence about him.
Decided, Wash tightens his grip on Rinzler and continues to coax him into walking down the hall until they reach room 008. Unlocking the door, it slides open and he pulls Rinzler inside, shuffling him around a bit until he can lower the program onto his bed, not trusting him to be left standing on his own. Thankfully, the room is empty save for Snake's dog, who's well trained enough to stay back and watch, and Wash's own three cats.
"Okay, Rinzler. Power. How do we get it?" He asks while extending his arm to the program, again offering his MID. Hopefully Rinzler's current power levels aren't too low to type out one more answer, because otherwise... he's going to have to try to figure this out for himself, or make a call. And he'd really rather not having to do either of those things.
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They'll just go back to his room, and he can figure something out from there. He can set Rinzler down, maybe get a few answers out of him about power sources, and if not... There's probably the option of sending out a message to Alan, though Wash is still on the fence about him.
Decided, Wash tightens his grip on Rinzler and continues to coax him into walking down the hall until they reach room 008. Unlocking the door, it slides open and he pulls Rinzler inside, shuffling him around a bit until he can lower the program onto his bed, not trusting him to be left standing on his own. Thankfully, the room is empty save for Snake's dog, who's well trained enough to stay back and watch, and Wash's own three cats.
"Okay, Rinzler. Power. How do we get it?" He asks while extending his arm to the program, again offering his MID. Hopefully Rinzler's current power levels aren't too low to type out one more answer, because otherwise... he's going to have to try to figure this out for himself, or make a call. And he'd really rather not having to do either of those things.