[right][color=tomato]Kefira O'Connor[/color]
[color=gray]PDC HQ[/color][/right]

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[color=tomato]”Two years isn’t too long, but time is relative to your age.”[/color] Kefira knew the AIDA was dangerous on some level. They were a lot stronger and faster than humans, and had a fair bit of intelligence to boot. While her training did play a roll in her ability to fearlessly walk in and interact with Adam, it was also that she was following Lorelei’s orders. It was just something she needed to do. [color=tomato]”I was using a slash as an ‘I,’ my leet speak is a little rusty. Kefira is fine.”[/color]

Once Peter gave the order, the officer nodded and flicked up her eyebrows. 

[color=tomato]”Still, that’s about two years longer than I’ve been waiting for you. But what makes today so exciting for you? I mean, you’ve been waiting for me, but is what happens next that exciting for you?”[/color]

Kefira had seen more of Adam than she really wanted to on the monitors, but it was different being locked in a room with him. Yes, he looked like a man. His medium beard bled into a 9’o clock shadow, which gave him a rugged, tough look. But it was rugged like Clint Eastwood rather than some morally bankrupt gang banger. It wasn’t hard to picture him strapping into a cowboy’s outfit and strutting his way through the wild west. His tone was not like the legendary cowboy actor however. Adam if anything seemed more laid back with the light of optimism glowing in his chest. At least for the few seconds she knew him.

Him? It. Few seconds she knew [i]it[/i].

The police officer needed to remind herself that she was talking with an AIDA. Adam could reach some weird string of code and just flip out. Like any piece of machinery, one had to be careful when they used it. Even the driver of a bulldozer could hurt themselves if they plowed into the wrong tree. [/color]