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odditycollector, Babs, hints of het
Jan. 9th, 2006 09:49 pmjamjarThe light from the computer screen reflects off Babs' skin, turning it green and flickering blue. Babs leans forwards over the keyboard and Dinah can hear the pleasantly irregular blur of tapping, Babs typing faster than some people can speak.
When she leans over the back of Babs's chair, she can see the L.E.G.I.O.N. logo on screen and two languages,one human and both incomprehensible, flash cross the screen.
"You know, some people wouldn't take the fact that a borderline sociopathic alien general was stalking them as a cue to start flirting."
"He's not stalking me," Babs corrects. "Just my work." She smiles, one corner of her mouth twisting up. "We have overlapping areas of interest on AIs."
"Oh, who hasn't heard that old line before," Dinah says. She wrestles the keyboard away from Babs long enough to type,"Are we flirting?" before Babs can get it back.
A new window opens up on screen and incomprehensible text starts flashing across it. Dinah frowns. "What is that?"
"A section from the code we were working on together, for determining statistically significant fluctuations in crime rates amongst non-earth born immigrants."
Dinah looks at her. "And that means..."
Babs smile gets a little wider. "I believe it's saying that we're way past flirtation."
When she leans over the back of Babs's chair, she can see the L.E.G.I.O.N. logo on screen and two languages,one human and both incomprehensible, flash cross the screen.
"You know, some people wouldn't take the fact that a borderline sociopathic alien general was stalking them as a cue to start flirting."
"He's not stalking me," Babs corrects. "Just my work." She smiles, one corner of her mouth twisting up. "We have overlapping areas of interest on AIs."
"Oh, who hasn't heard that old line before," Dinah says. She wrestles the keyboard away from Babs long enough to type,"Are we flirting?" before Babs can get it back.
A new window opens up on screen and incomprehensible text starts flashing across it. Dinah frowns. "What is that?"
"A section from the code we were working on together, for determining statistically significant fluctuations in crime rates amongst non-earth born immigrants."
Dinah looks at her. "And that means..."
Babs smile gets a little wider. "I believe it's saying that we're way past flirtation."
