[ Fuck. Just fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, and then a very specific, oh fuck you. "Maybe." Maybe she won't knock him out for the worst ever bait and switch. After all, it's halfway to her preferred answer of "no". She glares at him hardily and chews over his contribution, taking measured breaths. ]
He goes by a pseudonym. [ She's thinking out loud, not arguing. She's been assuming all this high tech sci-fi computer shit is locked down the same as its progenitors would be in any hospital, and she can't hack technology, just the idiots who use it. She swings her head left and right, looking for a panel, and heads for the one a little farther down the hallway. Touches it and squints at the interface that appears to require a certain amount of precision to navigate.
This really should have been her first step. Or second, after the mess. Jess waves him over. ] You do this.
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He goes by a pseudonym. [ She's thinking out loud, not arguing. She's been assuming all this high tech sci-fi computer shit is locked down the same as its progenitors would be in any hospital, and she can't hack technology, just the idiots who use it. She swings her head left and right, looking for a panel, and heads for the one a little farther down the hallway. Touches it and squints at the interface that appears to require a certain amount of precision to navigate.
This really should have been her first step. Or second, after the mess. Jess waves him over. ] You do this.