IC Contact: thisavrou

[notglitching]

ACE Messages:

There's no greeting voice when your call goes to message—only a short period of static. Or is it whirring? Either way, it might not be the device causing the sound.


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[warandpeace]

That's fine. [He says, nodding where Rinzler can see it. Then shifts uncomfortably.]

[It's odd because he wants to do something. Every way this... whatever he is, Program? Program has responded suggest that he's sentient. He couldn't tolerate this shit from Quiet. A weapon herself, unable to speak because of the pathogen she carried if she did. But there was something about her, nefarious and manipulative in his eyes if no one else's (mostly that she was a tool of Cipher as the rest of the Skulls were.)]

[Rinzler here... he wonders what made him silent.]

I know you probably won't ask. But if you want something [something he can get, anyway] tell me.

[notglitching]

[Uncomfortable shifting seems to be a shared activity. Rinzler's mask stays low, noise quieting back to its usual volume. Wants shouldn't matter. If he's weak enough to be defeated, he deserves any consequences. Still, the lag draws out a little longer, and another line of text appears.]

Available data.

[Congratulations—that's even vaguer than Rinzler's usual. Still, given the topic, there's not a lot of 'data' he could mean. Rinzler wants to know what's going to happen to him. If Miller overhears.

It's certainly not anything the program would expect to be informed of.]

[warandpeace]

Available data on what?

[Vague doesn't really help him at first, and the context is vague. But... come to think of it, Rinzler couldn't really want anything for entertainment down here.]

[notglitching]

[Rinzler shrugs, shoulders tightening defensively. It's hard to tell past the mask, but if the way it's angled is much sign, he's definitely not looking at Miller.]

Consequences.

[The display snaps shut almost as soon as the word's legible, helmet turning further away. He knows it's glitched to ask. Worse, stupid. Whatever reason they had for leaving him online, he'll find out when it happens, and if the users are any good, knowing won't make a difference in the end. But Rinzler hates waiting, and he hates wondering more.]

[warandpeace]

Yeah.

I'll find that out.

[Seems easy enough. Odd that Rinzler isn't exactly looking at him. Almost like he's ashamed. Probably not of what he did, though.]

And I'll send you a message. [And with that, he turns to leave.]

[notglitching]

[The enforcer's hands stay at his side, no move to reactivate the MID. Still, as Miller's leaving, he might catch a stilted nod in his periphery. Acknowledgement? Probably. Given Rinzler, looking for anything else is generally wasted effort.

Even if it is just awkward enough for a 'thank you'.]