[ Tseng is growling, clutching his sides. It's been a week since he's even really smiled; this is exhausting. And here he is, trying to work in earnest, when he strikes the key to go forward and just finds another one— ]
No. [ he whispers, voice hoarse. ] I cannot decide if this is genius, or...
[ He'll just have to resign himself to wiping away tears while he uplinks everything. At first, his best guess is that none of their equipment will pair with any that he's brought with him. He's never seen tech like this before, after all—why would it be compatible?
Color him surprised when his drive slots in like butter and the terminal immediately recognizes what it is. Curious. And now this is another mystery to add to all the rest. Unlike Reno, mental notes have always sufficed, but yeah lately he's been rethinking his stance on that one. Too little too late, maybe.
He strikes a sequence of keys and a progress bar ribbons across the screen. It's going to take awhile. Surprise, surprise, he's not exactly sweating it. Instead, he leans back in his seat, eyes on Reno. The grin's still there, but it's got a more malicious edge to it now. ]
Speaking of. What's the going price for intel these days, Turk?
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[ Tseng is growling, clutching his sides. It's been a week since he's even really smiled; this is exhausting. And here he is, trying to work in earnest, when he strikes the key to go forward and just finds another one— ]
No. [ he whispers, voice hoarse. ] I cannot decide if this is genius, or...
[ He'll just have to resign himself to wiping away tears while he uplinks everything. At first, his best guess is that none of their equipment will pair with any that he's brought with him. He's never seen tech like this before, after all—why would it be compatible?
Color him surprised when his drive slots in like butter and the terminal immediately recognizes what it is. Curious. And now this is another mystery to add to all the rest. Unlike Reno, mental notes have always sufficed, but yeah lately he's been rethinking his stance on that one. Too little too late, maybe.
He strikes a sequence of keys and a progress bar ribbons across the screen. It's going to take awhile. Surprise, surprise, he's not exactly sweating it. Instead, he leans back in his seat, eyes on Reno. The grin's still there, but it's got a more malicious edge to it now. ]
Speaking of. What's the going price for intel these days, Turk?