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White Moon Cascade
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TRANSFERRING MAIN CONTROL FROM AKANE TO 47713
A: Hey, Louie, when are you going to change your identifier, anyway?
>Later, I guess. Once we know more about my code so we can be sure it won't break anything.
You wave goodbye to Jess and Mr Munroe as they get into the car and warp off. As soon as they're out of sight you lock the front door. That makes you feel a little safer. You could watch the news internally, using your eye augmentations, but you instead opt for turning on the TV and letting it run in the background while you make yourself a coffee.
A: Coffee? Oh man, I hate coffee...
K: Then simply refuse taste input.
A: Nice of you to join us, Karen.
According to the news, there are more protests happening. Most of them are pro-android, but there are a few 'Free Dr Munroe' groups outside the police station, Mr Munroe's office, and the college. You message Mr Munroe and Jess to be careful where they go today, just in case.
Even though Dr Munroe has his sympathizers, the reaction to his crimes is, for the most part, heavily in our favor. You have Jess to thank for that. Apparently she managed to attract a news crew from some station or another to her exhibit the day it all happened, and they decided to make it into their biggest story. Now all the other outlets are scrambling to cover it. You're thankful, of course, but you can't say you're glad about the risk of turning on the TV only to see footage of that day. Still, you know it's important. If you didn't see that, you never would have given the go-ahead for other art galleries to display Jess' exhibit.
There are a few other things. Mr Munroe did some research into exactly how much shells cost to produce and publicly announced just how overpriced they were. He called it 'institutionalized discrimination against the android and AI people'. There's a bit of a backlash about that, mostly from the people that have the most to loose by lowering costs of shells and rich idiots who want their servants to remain an exclusive, hard-to-get item.
You flick through a few other stations, changing them the second you even suspect that they're going to start showing more footage of your captivity. You quickly run out of channels and turn the TV off instead. Still, you're not sure if you want to sit in silence, either. It's unnerving. You half believe that Dr Munroe's going to walk through the door at any moment.
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