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Why?
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Oh,
*looks to Isaac*
is that a pretty reasonable trade?
*Without taking my gaze off the stranger*
No.
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Why?
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Oh,
*looks to Isaac*
is that a pretty reasonable trade?
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A trade... I’ll trade you answers.
*Steadies on arm against my thigh, and holds up my index finger on my other hand, projecting a translucent rhomboid crawling through a rotation*
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They don’t—belong to you.
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I need those programs.
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*Materializing in a matrix of voxels, hits the ground on my knees and elbows with an inelegant thud*
No... you need to stay here.
*Heaves between every word and strains to stand under the warping and twisting surrounding space, as if the net itself were rejecting my presence*
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Usually? Nothing. There's no guarantee it didn't go off to some server either.
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Not now...
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I will, thank you, Isaac.
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Why did it stop?
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My guess is that it’s the automatic debug features of the Foreman’s Purge01 copy. We could try to follow it.
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*nods*
It is in my best interest to do so.
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*The three iterations of Purge01 open a transmission channel between them, and very visibly connect in a triangle pattern*
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*They shoot a beacon upward from the center of the triangle, which blinks out in the net's skybox*
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I don't really know their capabilities, but I'm sure they can assist. I just have to contact my sister.
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If that makes her feel good about it...
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Sure. Fine by me.