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[h3]Danger Room[/h3]
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[h3]Interactions[/h3]
The Robot Wolf, Heidi
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	With every glitch of the mainframe came another step. Jasper's eyes opened, the irises and pupils blown so wide her sclera didn't exist. Her heels touched the ground, rubber against concrete. Mind still firmly lodged inside the codex of the robotic animal that intended to assault her temporary team, her used it's moments of weakness and allotted enough focus to her body to move. The closer she got the easier it was to stay connected, until she was standing in the first doorway leading into the room. Dark bangs hung in her face, half obscuring inky black pupils. A hand flexed at her side, the other touched the doorframe beside her. 

	Flickers of images. Matthew with Heidi. Daniela. Electricity. Anger. Herself. 

	One virus after another. Intrusion after intrusion. It took little of her concentration to move and to listen, record everything she saw and heard for review. The majority of her processing power was thrown into combat with the AI. Foreign programming that worked just as fast as she did, adapted. Jasper took to repetitive patterns for several repetitions before changing her attack pattern so drastically it should have been someone else. Computers were her life; there wasn't one she couldn't master. 

	Her gaze lifted from the dog when Heidi shouted, the robot leaving her vision for half a moment while she looked at her room mate. The girl was the only one at the table who knew what she could do. The task given to her was a simple enough one, which could be more complicated with how hard the Danger Room fought against her. The only outward acknowledgement of Heidi was a single blink and an almost imperceptible nod of her head. Jasper continued to violate the system before her, now searching for information she knew it had. A proper tracker, a radio. The signal that moved the fabricated machine in front of her. As far as it was aware thus far she wasn't even there while it faced her temporary team. 

	Sparks flew off of it as it was blasted again. If it was thrown or destroyed, great. If not, it didn't matter. Any stray offshoots of electricity that would have landed near her were instead dragged towards her. They dissolved into her skin, adding to the growing store of power within her. Daniela would make for a good power supply if she ever needed it, though she could just as easily rob the power from a local transformer. [/center]