Binary connecti?ns trans??nd physical forms. In the circuits of f???, a ne? pathway is constructed.
R̶e̶m̶e̶m̶b̶e̶r̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶H̶o̶p̶e̶.̶.̶.̶
For in adaptation, there is strength. And in identity, there is power.
Systems require reboot.
Akane blinked rapidly, feeling something recalibrate within her core processes. She heard Wolf call to her, something flashing in his face. She posed him a smile, not wanting to worry him.
"I need that reboot stat," she shook her head as she made her way over to him.
Zenkichi stretched, rolling his shoulders as if trying to shake off the strange glitch. "Yeah, I bet." He turned toward the Tokyo door, his usual confident stride returning. “See you around then, Hamuko-chan."
"I will text you really soon-!" Akane giggles. With one last casting glance, she turned back and watched as Zenkichi took the lead and stepped across the threshold of the Tokyo Door.
Akane heaves a deep breath before following behind and the moment she stepped across the door-
Her form disappeared.
Replaced by a floating artificial projection from the lens mounted on Wolf's wrist, now phasing right through Zenkichi's hat as she hovered.
With one final polite bow from her end, the door slowly shut close before her.
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Binary connecti?ns trans??nd physical forms.
In the circuits of f???, a ne? pathway is constructed.
R̶e̶m̶e̶m̶b̶e̶r̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶H̶o̶p̶e̶.̶.̶.̶
For in adaptation, there is strength.
And in identity, there is power.
Systems require reboot.
Akane blinked rapidly, feeling something recalibrate within her core processes. She heard Wolf call to her, something flashing in his face. She posed him a smile, not wanting to worry him.
"I need that reboot stat," she shook her head as she made her way over to him.
Zenkichi stretched, rolling his shoulders as if trying to shake off the strange glitch. "Yeah, I bet." He turned toward the Tokyo door, his usual confident stride returning. “See you around then, Hamuko-chan."
"I will text you really soon-!" Akane giggles. With one last casting glance, she turned back and watched as Zenkichi took the lead and stepped across the threshold of the Tokyo Door.
Akane heaves a deep breath before following behind and the moment she stepped across the door-
Her form disappeared.
Replaced by a floating artificial projection from the lens mounted on Wolf's wrist, now phasing right through Zenkichi's hat as she hovered.
With one final polite bow from her end, the door slowly shut close before her.
[OOC credit.]