Daemon Rising, part 4b

[a1enzo]

[Due to the wonders of Millitime, this takes place the morning after this thread, yet at the same time is happening right now. Whoa.]


Contrary to his own expectations, Enzo slept pretty well last night. No nightmares, although he did have a weird dream in which Hex turned into a pile of nulls with Mike the TV's voice. At any rate, he's well rested and ready for some world-saving.

But first, breakfast. He's at the Bar, eating a large waffle with far too much Maple syrup. Frisket has a bowl of something you're probably happier not knowing about.


[Leading to a supply run, mass digitization and mission briefing, and divers excitement and alarums.]

[First two subthreads are plotlocked. Enzo, at least, would welcome greetings in the third.]

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[a1enzo]

"Alphanumeric!" He turns to the voracious teenager. "Danny, you wanna go get the filelockers and icons while everyone's getting ready?"

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

"Soon adI finidge waffulls," he said around a mouthful of them.

[a1enzo]

Enzo nods and addresses Matilda: "You go with him and get digitized, then. And your fireworks."

[precocioustilda.livejournal.com]

"I'll go and get the crates," says Tilda, and vanishes up the stairs in search thereof.

[a1enzo]

Enzo opens a text file and enters in a list of names. "Here's the people who're helping. They should be here soon." He passes the window to Harper. "Some of 'em can digitize themselves, but you gotta do the rest. And the fireworks. There's a lot of those."

[trustntheharper.livejournal.com]

Harper took the list. "Got it covered."

[a1enzo]

Enzo turns to the bots. "Stay with Harper. Danny an' I gotta do this part by ourselves. You too, boy," he adds to Frisket, who is pushing his now-empty bowl around the floor with licking.

[hack-slash-bots.livejournal.com]

The mookbots look at enzo and then at each other and then at Harper before looking at Enzo again.

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

Okay, waffles were eaten. Yes, that fast. Like he said, he was a teenager.

He peeked around, just to make sure the parentals didn't happen to be in the bar.

"Goin' ghost!"

After transforming he said, "Let's go...stealthily acquire the things we need to kick butt."

A pause. "Man, that just doesn't sound as cool as it could, does it."

[a1enzo]

Enzo grins. "Nope. But we can sound cool later."

He pushes away from the bar, hops down from his stool, crosses the room, and, with a deep breath, opens the green-veined Door.