Post by Vesuveus on Feb 15, 2009 1:53:25 GMT -5
I don't notice the flickering lights anymore. I haven't for a while. But the cold of the Real is something I'll never get used to.
We keep warm, though. While on duty, it's impossible to keep fingers warm, though. The fraying from the gloves' fingers gets annoying while typing.
"You got something in your beard, cap'n." said Digibitt, startling me as he entered the main deck of the Belteshazzar. "I didn't mean to scare you, cap'n."
"No problem, Dig," I say scratching my chin and cheek, feeling for something in my beard. "D'I get it?"
"Uh, eh, yep!" I looked at my fingers to see what it was. I didn't feel anything and I don't see anything in the green reflection of the Matrix.
"What was it?"
"..."
"What? What the hell was it?!"
"Well, I think it was just that gray hair on your chin. It's sticking out against the gran."
"Oooh! I don't give a shit about that. Hell, they say it adds character so I welcome the grays." I said smiling to break the tension. "Yeah, I guess I got some sprouting up top, too, eh?"
"... yeah, a few. Funny it hasn't affected your residual self image."
"Oh no?" I stopped and thought about it. The residual self image was your projection of yourself manifested digitally in the Matrix and other simulations. "Maybe it's about time it does."
We keep warm, though. While on duty, it's impossible to keep fingers warm, though. The fraying from the gloves' fingers gets annoying while typing.
"You got something in your beard, cap'n." said Digibitt, startling me as he entered the main deck of the Belteshazzar. "I didn't mean to scare you, cap'n."
"No problem, Dig," I say scratching my chin and cheek, feeling for something in my beard. "D'I get it?"
"Uh, eh, yep!" I looked at my fingers to see what it was. I didn't feel anything and I don't see anything in the green reflection of the Matrix.
"What was it?"
"..."
"What? What the hell was it?!"
"Well, I think it was just that gray hair on your chin. It's sticking out against the gran."
"Oooh! I don't give a shit about that. Hell, they say it adds character so I welcome the grays." I said smiling to break the tension. "Yeah, I guess I got some sprouting up top, too, eh?"
"... yeah, a few. Funny it hasn't affected your residual self image."
"Oh no?" I stopped and thought about it. The residual self image was your projection of yourself manifested digitally in the Matrix and other simulations. "Maybe it's about time it does."
