“Rest? I’m wide awake, I don’t want to sleep.” The real world sometimes doesn’t move as fast as we’d like it to.” Besides, we’re still waiting on some final files being transferred and confirmed before we can corroborate your situation and plan what comes next for Monsieur Estranger. Right now, I can see you’ve been online for nearly thirty six hours straight and that’s not helping with your judgement, you need rest. “Please, all will be explained in due course. “You’ve been here with us for a few days now, this is the Welcome Centre, we’re here to handle and store all data, process new arrivals and manage the day to day running of our operation."
He stood up and followed her back into the corridor, “what’s going on here?” The only other access was the double doors he’d entered from before and now these opened to reveal the redhead, carrying some form of, what looked like a storage device in her hands. Whatever happened here, James mused, it was all very official. A few terminals sat empty in a side room, separated from the waiting area by a glass screen, while another door marked, ‘Server Access,’ was marked with the Instatainment logo. The entire complex felt more like a school than the ‘Welcome Complex,’ it called itself and this administration level on the seventh floor was well ordered and serene. The office waiting area was the epitome of Rhombus Square, clean, modern, tidy, well maintained and here it felt very private and quiet for James after the hustle and bustle of the promenade. The eyes retained their strong colour, but the facial features had been faded a little by the passage of time, including the scar that bridged her nose. She looked older than the speech though, the strong blue of the hair seemed to be a little streaked with small patches where the colour had faded a little, there were other features he recalled now as well. She was smiling along with them and they were asking her opinions to which she always replied by typing into the keyboard that floated just in front of her. He was about to ignore them and return to his logout command, but something piqued his interest about this group of strangers, besides, when the party broke up for a second, there in the middle of them was the very same blue haired girl he recalled watching during the speech. In front of him there was a party of people, all happy, all smiling and all the exact opposite of himself. But it was then he heard laughter coming towards him along the path and with a huge sigh he opened his left eye just a little, curious as to the activity.
Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and brought up the logout menu. Wandering across the path of the promenade he chose to find a bench to sink into.
0 kommentar(er)
