| From: | "C.D. Arnsby" <cda1@**.AC.UK> |
|---|---|
| Subject: | What a ride |
| Date: | Mon, 15 Mar 93 12:15:24 GMT |
done. It was the Biz
I am talking about riding hitcher with dark elf. It sure shows me how
much I have got to learn. It all started out with D.E. shaking me awake asking
me If I wanted to ride his hitcher on a small data extraction he had planned.
So I clambered out of bed and made myself ready. By the time I got to the front
room D.E. had everything set up, Mitch was sitting there comfortably in front
of a blank vid screen with a glass in his hand looking like he was at th
emovies or something. Anyway I got seated and dark elf set the biz up and
attached me to his hitcher.
I sat back and waited for D.E. to finish his final prep with the
craxyest set of wires, readouts and keyboard I had ever seen. He adjusted his
seating and punched a key. I never get used to the initial rush everytime so
far I have felt like throwing up in a different wy.
Then I was there ( or not depending on how you look at it ), I had
never ridden hitcher befor and not being in control left me feeling
disorentated. Dark elf staired down over his body saying "What do think wytch
", I mean what could I say his bod looked great and I just love his techno
chain and plate armor, and that ebony blade at his waste was something else.
Well without a word we were sailing off down the datalines towards some
MagnaTechs databases for some info on a Kevin Fung.
The scenes just ripped by so fast I could take little in , and then we
were there. Dark Elf told me not to worry and that this would be a breeze
We buzzed up to the entrance were some access IC was just about to identify
ourself when dark elf places something on his finger and faded into
transparency "sleaze" said D.K. and continued into the system. ( thats fine for
him to say "oh just a sleaze program") anyway he seemed to know right where he
was going and we ended up in a datastore after side stepping a few other white
ice.
Dark elf said there would probably be scramble attached to the file he
was looking for , and he was right. Out popped a snakes head from the data
store as we approached ( god I hate snakes I panicked slightly and yelled at
D.E., what a fool I am he must do this stuff all the time) not being phased by
my outburst D.E. snapped his wrist as he opened up a pair of foster grant shaes
and placed them over our eyes, the serpent uncoiled from the data store and
swallowed it self. I heard D.E. laugh and he asked me if I liked his little
touchs ( says that the little things make the whole thing worth while). He
moved up to the data stack and began a browse program. The data he wanted
flashed befor our eyes ( god was I begining to enjoy this). As soon as dark elf
finished he told me he had to make a little detour on the way back to follow up
on a lead and show me a few things.
Next stop Precision Arts we approached the SAN at speed but slowed as
we came into sensor range. D.E. did a quick scan then shot forward placing his
white ring upon his finger as he danced his way past the ice laughing. As if he
truly was the ghost in the machine. ( I don't know if 'dad' was being kind when
I decked at his office or what but evverything seemed faster through old D.E's
eyes. I wonder if I ould have felt so sure of myself if it had been me).
We traveled deeper into the system past a SPU without a glance from the
ice, the system was as quite as a sleeping child no alerts and no problems.
Dark elf was explaning the features and things that could occur to a decker i
the matrix testing my knowledge and that, It may have been we distracting him
or perhapes he was showing of to me( you ladies no what I mean ). Anyway what
ever it was as we approached the datastore we wanted and were about to sleeze
past the barrier an orange wolf lumbers out of the store bounds up to dark elf
sniffs him and leaps away in the direction we just came. "Dam" I hear dark elf
say "Tracer" ( Oh great I think located by an orange wolf) I see him bring up
his hands and wave them in the direction of the quickly disappearing wolf which
suddenly vears to its left at ninty degrees and keeps going. "That my dear
wytchwind was a relocate which should give us the time we need to do the biz"
(Great I thought what happens if it send another I must be paranoid) D.E.
noticed my distress about the T&R so with a speed that I thought unreal his
sword had leaped to his hand its ebony blade giving off a cascade of blue fire.
He danced over to the datastore ice and it tubled into pieces of useless code
that faded aways as his mighty blade assigned it to the dark wastes. ( poetic I
don't think). We were in, he delt swiftly with the scrabble I did not want to
disturb him and before I new it we were tearing back out of the system as if we
had been fired from a cannon.
The buisness was over dark elf told me now for a bit of site seeing and
a chin wag. We paid a visit to the node where MONICA was defeated. It was weird
the whole node pulsed there brightly in the semi-light D.E. told me it was the
residual glow from the ASISt overload. Still in a place as vast as the matrix
it makes you shiver and feel alone.
We popped to deckers Haven and dark elf told me to observe the Icons of
others listen and learn. D.E. chatted biz for a while with some people who I
can't put names to . Next he said it was time for home and we were the back in
my own boby once more ( shame ).
I was tired even though i had done no real work, i just wanted to go
back to bed. mitch said he had seen most of the show but amitted he thought
watching oddball lose badly at poker was more fun. This is turning out to be
great fun and I am sure it will get better.
tille later....]<<<<<<<
-Wytchwind (16:20:20/03-12-54)
