[The sound is incredible. Like sticking your head in a nest of bees, or standing in a ship's engineering with your ear to one of the pipes. It's all she can do not to laugh out loud at the entire situation.
Working her way through her own section, the helpful remote screen containing Rinzler's results pops up in front of her vision. Distracting and mildly blinding as it may be, it is genuinely helpful. Only two seriously compromised in his section? Things were looking up.]
You're a good guy, Rinzler.
[But how the hell to dismiss the screen? She scrambles for a moment to reach her TAB—resulting in her slamming her head straight into the Chassis.]
no subject
Working her way through her own section, the helpful remote screen containing Rinzler's results pops up in front of her vision. Distracting and mildly blinding as it may be, it is genuinely helpful. Only two seriously compromised in his section? Things were looking up.]
You're a good guy, Rinzler.
[But how the hell to dismiss the screen? She scrambles for a moment to reach her TAB—resulting in her slamming her head straight into the Chassis.]
Son of a bitch!
[beat;]
Not you, Rinzler.