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survivethesiren in gridlined

All Around the World is Waking

Jan 21, 2011 16:30

Black against black. Besides an occasional spark of lightening high up within the clouds that blanketed what went for the Grid's sky, nothing pierced through the darkness that expanded out in front of Gem. Even her own suit's lighting could do very little against the darkness here at the edge of the Sea of Simulation.
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89_forever January 22 2011, 09:03:05 UTC

It was like something was calling him back to the Grid.

And he wasn't sure why.

Sam's feet crunched against the bits of data that passed for rocks along the shoreline as he looked around. There was something here, he was sure of it. Stepping around a small outcropping he froze when he saw the familiar white, blazing like a flame against the darkness.

"Gem?"

survivethesiren January 22 2011, 09:28:12 UTC

"...Sam Flynn."

Gem blinked, standing slowly as her name was called. Turning to face the User, the Siren tilted her head, watching him. It was true, she had wished to meet him in different circumstances--ones where she was not forced to lead him into danger. The Son of the Creator had proven himself to be a good man. What was less clear, however, was what sort of User he would be, now that the Grid was, in many ways, his.

"What you doing here?" Gem paused, realizing she sounded ungracious. "It has been a few Cycles." A better explanation.

89_forever January 22 2011, 14:49:05 UTC

"Yeah it has," Sam agreed. When he first started coming back here, he was worried that he'd never be as good as his father was. But eventually he figured that the most he could do is try.

"I...I was going to see if I could help fix the city up, but...." He smiled a little and shrugged as he moved to crouch down at the water's edge, just looking at the inky blackness sloshing up against the rocks.

"...I was always wondering where you were. I..guess i came out here to clear my head some before I decided to go back, and....here you are." He looked over his shoulder at her with a smile.He wasn't sure he was making a whole lot of sense with that, but he had wanted to see her again, see if maybe things could change between them now that Clu was gone.

survivethesiren January 22 2011, 20:34:25 UTC

"I have been busy. There has been a great deal to do since the end of Clu. As you well know. You are right to try and fix the city." The games, the Grid Bugs...dealing with the...Clu copies. And of course, dealing with her own new rebooted life. It was all sometimes incredibly difficult to handle. But it was simply how it was, now. Gem believed in working within the constructs--now it simply took more time.

Watching him at the water's edge, she let her own now black fingers touch against one another, again feeling that...wrongness. So strange.

"And yes, here I am." Her tone was unreadable; Sam was still very much an unknown. She did not believe he had rebooted her, recreated her. But there was still the question to be asked. But not yet.

a_perfect_end January 23 2011, 05:51:45 UTC

It wasn't safe here. The Sea sizzled quietly to itself, folding along the shoreline in slick, black planes. It murmured corruption and dissolve and other concepts, some of them sentimental. And it was dangerous.

But this place held a certain energy, like the live end of an electromagnet, a poisonous power. Perhaps that was what had drawn him back, and back, and back to this place.

The end of everything had begun here.

...He was not here alone.

Gem had made her way to the shore, kneeling at its edge, one hand with fingers outstretched, white as ice against the inky water. He tilted his head, watched to see if she noticed his approach.

"Careful," he offered. "It's adaptive."

Only to ISO structure--originally--but so much had changed in these last few cycles.

Everything was unpredictable, now.

survivethesiren January 23 2011, 15:21:44 UTC

Those were not the words Gem wanted to hear, after the black had touched her fingers and spread, climbing up to her lower forearm. It stopped...and she felt...relatively normal, save a few strange flashes...but still, his words gave her pause. Perhaps she had made yet another mistake.

Still, she did not say a word to it, as she stood to face Clu. There was no hiding the hand, but her face revealed nothing. In power or not, Clu was still a potential dangerous program. He had been willing to play her game in the End of Line. But here? Things may be different.

"Adaptive?" She took a step forward; approaching on him was better than allowing the converse. "Then what if it got out. Into the city." What if it adapted, and could kill them all?