"Yes." I answer his question with as reasonable a tone as I can manage- or at least, reasonable for me, which may actually mean without any particular tone at all. But at least it's not, as far as I can tell, particularly mocking.
Well, it shouldn't be. I'm not mocking him at all.
"Yes, like I would load a program. Which is what you seem to be, at this point. I am sorry if that is a shock to you."
He moves closer, and his eyes glint warningly. I remain still, hands raised, but I twist them at the wrist so I am instead visibly shrugging without the actual motion. "I have a bad habit of dabbling in things that are maybe outside of my responsibility. But you were conscious within the data dump made public after the Global Freeze event. I was concerned you were..." I pause, trying to think of the right word, or words.
"In pain. Or discomfort. In that form."
I don't know what he means by Core, but I'm thinking maybe I should, perhaps I should have researched the events in Kuruma more completely before fiddling around in this data. But I recognize the name, and while I am trying not to be offensive or affronting, I can't help the sharp laugh that barks out of me.
"Banno? Banno Tenjuurou? That hack?" I scoff, rolling my eyes a little.
Banno was a terrible scientist who relied too much on the intelligence of greater people, and with a bad track record, a lack of principles, and hardly any worthwhile method to his madness, even before he tried to take over the world through the most absurdly contrived methods ever heard of- and that's coming from me, who believed in magic evolution fruit that granted godhood.
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Date: 2015-10-06 05:13 am (UTC)Well, it shouldn't be. I'm not mocking him at all.
"Yes, like I would load a program. Which is what you seem to be, at this point. I am sorry if that is a shock to you."
He moves closer, and his eyes glint warningly. I remain still, hands raised, but I twist them at the wrist so I am instead visibly shrugging without the actual motion. "I have a bad habit of dabbling in things that are maybe outside of my responsibility. But you were conscious within the data dump made public after the Global Freeze event. I was concerned you were..." I pause, trying to think of the right word, or words.
"In pain. Or discomfort. In that form."
I don't know what he means by Core, but I'm thinking maybe I should, perhaps I should have researched the events in Kuruma more completely before fiddling around in this data. But I recognize the name, and while I am trying not to be offensive or affronting, I can't help the sharp laugh that barks out of me.
"Banno? Banno Tenjuurou? That hack?" I scoff, rolling my eyes a little.
Banno was a terrible scientist who relied too much on the intelligence of greater people, and with a bad track record, a lack of principles, and hardly any worthwhile method to his madness, even before he tried to take over the world through the most absurdly contrived methods ever heard of- and that's coming from me, who believed in magic evolution fruit that granted godhood.
"Hardly."