Jan. 19th, 2008

mendanddefend_archive: (Bob and Dot: in bed)
Something's... off.

That's the feeling that stirs Bob awake in the middle of the night. Not for the first time, either. Glitch's keytool senses have added a new layer of sensitivity to his work--not only can he scan for Tears, but he can sense disruptions and imperfections in the energy flow which might become Tears under the right circumstances. Which is fine, except when they wake him up in the middle of the night like a fragging alarm clock.

For a few nanos, he just lies there, perfectly still, trying to pinpoint the disturbance. It's very small, non-moving, localized... right next to him?

Bob sits up and turns to look at the woman still fast asleep at his side. The altered flow isn't in Mainframe's energy--it's in Dot's. Is she getting sick? Bob closes his eyes and holds out a hand just above Dot's bare shoulder, frowning in concentration as he scans her bit by bit. There's nothing wrong with her brain, thank the 'Net... upper body systems are in good working order... as is her digestive system and her--

Bob's eyes snap open.

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"Oh, wow."

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