Michiko sighs. "Fine, fine, pull that away and I'll load up the data for you and you can see for yourself, all right?" Once she can do so, Michiko loads...
A rather large, unmarked moving van pulls up to a house. It seems to hesitate, then stops, turning off. Oddly enough, no one is in the driver's seat. After...
OOC: Well I'm not 100% as Regina/Alex gave it to him. Apparently the flash induces an instant trance. IC: "Hmm... I really do need one with someone in it" he...
OOC: Something like that, though since most players don't seem to like instant-you're-a-hypnozombie stuff, I'll leave the specifics up to you. Maybe a...
"Move Zoney girl." Sally grins as she shoves Michiko out of the way with a good natured push. "Now i just really hope it's not something boring. Wouldn't that...
Molly looked over at her more then a bit of surprise. "You know, in all my time of doing this, no one has ever said that, but yes, it does get very heavy. See...
"Zoney Girl? Whats that supposed to mean?" Michiko looks at Sally incredulously. The data talks about relative time, neural adaptivity, lists of shorthand...
Sally blunk once watching the screen. Her eyes shifting slightly like they had intended to look up at Michiko but then decided not to glance away from the...
"I've been experimenting with an idea off and on for the last couple of weeks, a few tests a day. Why?" Michiko adjusts her glasses, watching Sally and...
"Um, just.....just observations. Watching reactions. Seeing stuff and things. Ya know? When I ran into you and Hiro and Terry this morning before classes....
"oh... I don't think that was me you met... that was my..." she stared at the information with sudden realization. "michiko, what did you do to my sister?"...
"Sister?" Michiko blinks wide. ... stared at the information with sudden realization. "michiko, what did you do to my sister?" Once more she tries to look up,...
"Yeah... she's visiting. Did you get us confused? that happens sometimes. She has the same name, she's a little bit taller though and has slightly longer...
"Sister? So, you have a twin sister." Michiko looks to see what Sally is pointing it. "I didn't realize. That makes a lot more sense now in a not so not...
"Yeah... what is it all though, what did you do to her?" she doesn't even flicker her eyes away this time, just watching the screen, lost in all those numbers...
"It was just some testing. Of a thing I've been working on. A sorta super virtual reality wher time passes faster and everything seems totally real. Thats...
"Ah okay, a test." she nodded slowly. "then why did you want to keep me from seeing it? Wait... wait... the same program i tried? Michiko, that program was...
Michiko also watches the screen now, looking over the data, figuring her vision problems, looking at the screen at an angle, and knowing what is there will...
"Well yeah, my sister is like that. She's a bit hostile and not much fun. She doesn't believe in the great lion or anything really..." Sally frowned slightly,...
"Well, thats weird that there are two of you that way and that you're so alike but so not, but I guess thats ultimately a good thing. Since you're a lot nicer...
"It's not that odd, we're different people after all... Michiko..." another twitch at the corner of sally's mouth as she doesn't look up. "What do you mean...
"Hmm. Hey Sally, where is your house? Does your sister live there too? Or does she have afterschool clubs? Any friends yet? Or is she just visiting?"...
She twitched again. "She lives with me. For the moment, it's sorta just a visit, she kind of bums around, but she's got a visitor pass to the school.... so she...
"No, no, she's fine, I promise. When you run into her tonight she might be a bit ticked and be missing some time from her day, but everything I did ended when...
Another twitch, she wanted to know what it was that she did, exactly, but... well she might as well answer her. "Two computers, her laptop, she keeps a webcam...
"Does she leave the laptop on?" Michiko starts poking around the local IPs. "Whats the computer name? How you access the net? Would she be home right now?...
"she... she often leaves it on... she might be home unless she's out... yeah she has a cell phone, she hardly uses it though. Prefers the net." Her words sound...
"Whats her cell phone number?" Michiko asks. Once she gets a response, she plugs the number in to her computer and starts playing around in the cellular...
Sally did answer, whispering the numbers softly. Watching them swirl from her mouth and fall into the screen, the colors swimming, visible enough to reflect...
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