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[biphasic]

Character(s): Rinzler and Jade
Content: An unlikely meeting
Setting: One of Paixao's bars
Time: Late Afternoon
Warnings: None at the moment

It was odd, to think that he'd spent so long in the User world. If this was what Clu had wanted so badly than he could have it. Rinzler had yet to see anything here that would be at all useful. Only things that barely made any sense at all and things even he had trouble processing into an semblance of sense. Why the Users ever allowed something so ill-defined to run unchecked was something he was sure he'd never understand. But he couldn't do anything about either. One program wasn't going to get anywhere here. If he'd had any of the Black Guard things might have been different, but that was out of the question. For now, he'd simply done his best to categorize the maddeningly confusing world that had been laid in front of him.

Of course, even that couldn't occupy him forever. There wasn't really anything quite like the sorts of energy he was used to in the User world, but he'd settled himself into one of the closest things he'd found to Zuse's domain and if he looked particularly out of place it wasn't something he was concerned about.

Comments

[necrofonic]

"And you're saying my money isn't good enough?" a deep voice reverberated through out the establishment, the amused tone of the question obvious. Jade Curtiss stood at the other end of the bar, his posture militant, the lamplight reflected off his glasses. The bartender was quite distinctly uncomfortable at this question, if his expression was anything to go by.

"Look, I don't want trouble, it's just the Mayor --"
" -- decreed that anyone not fitting his absurd dress code would be denied service. As you can see, hardly an inch of scandalous flesh is shown in my outfit. Unless you want me to cover my face now as well?"

Some of the other patrons in the bar were shifting uncomfortably, attempting to ignore the conflict.