[Wash blinks as York mentions voices in his head, and opens his mouth to inquire, but when a green light appears at York's shoulder, he jumps and loses his train of thought. What the fuck is that?! Before he can actually ask the question, the light speaks and essentially answers for him. As he looks closer at it, Wash realizes it's not so much a light as it is a hologram. And he's just confused as fuck now. His head turns back to York when he starts speaking, his eyes following more slowly. An AI? Really? With no preparation, no word beforehand, the just called him down and bam, popped an AI in his head? Jesus, that was a terrifying thought. They wouldn't do the same for him, right? He wouldn't just get a call out of the blue one day, right? No. Okay. Focus. Wash watches the interactions between York and...the thing that's apparently now living his his head, and follows the other freelancer into his room. He's still baffled, and it definitely shows.]
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Date: 2012-08-15 11:03 pm (UTC)Before he can actually ask the question, the light speaks and essentially answers for him. As he looks closer at it, Wash realizes it's not so much a light as it is a hologram. And he's just confused as fuck now. His head turns back to York when he starts speaking, his eyes following more slowly. An AI? Really? With no preparation, no word beforehand, the just called him down and bam, popped an AI in his head? Jesus, that was a terrifying thought. They wouldn't do the same for him, right? He wouldn't just get a call out of the blue one day, right?
No.
Okay.
Focus.
Wash watches the interactions between York and...the thing that's apparently now living his his head, and follows the other freelancer into his room. He's still baffled, and it definitely shows.]
You--it--they--Just w--an AI? I don't--