Dec 19, 2006 00:22
It was - strange, and a little uncomfortable - to have a room to himself. Having a room at all was strange, but there was no hiding away in a PET anymore.
Being able to bar others out of a room of his own, now; once, Blues would have prayed for such a gift, if he'd only known of the concept of “praying”. But it wasn't occurring to him at the moment, now that he felt safer than he had in what felt like years.
Giving the small computer terminal another quick glance, he pulled a pair of data-cables out and inspected the connectors before pushing his hair away from the ports in his scalp. If Master had built a recall or a trace into his data, he wanted to know before anything could happen to Master Enzan or V2.
It was going to be a long, painful project - but he owed them this much, at least. Master would love a new toy, and Blues didn't fancy the idea.
Steeling himself, he socketed the cables into place.