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realised it when you came up with the response, but you've also pointed out precisely why I'm still chasing Rob rather than surpassing him."
I turn back to the screen and start hammering away at the keys again as I continue. "My work is generally very rigid. I don't mean it's unbendable, you're proof enough that I can make something that adapts, it's just that the bends are restricted by the walls that I build in. Rob was a lot more ... what did he call it? Hotchpotch. His work was technically very good, but he always managed to add in enough contradictions that it would look appalling to someone who didn't understand how he worked." I smile. "There were always more straight forward ways to do things, he just liked to take the scenic route. And that's the problem. I'm a very direct person when it comes to work. It may take me a while to stop mucking myself about sometimes, but I'm pretty damn efficient once I get going. Maybe that's it. Maybe what I need to do is figure out how to switch off a little while I work. Or switch on my more artistically creative side. Either way, you were right anyway. If you'd developed much in the way of variance I'm more than good enough to hack my way in and find traces when I shut you down each night."
"You are also very good at avoiding questions," he replies with a mock sigh. "While I do not doubt your desire to test my systems, you are still avoiding telling me why you are wearing your show gear."
"They put me in a match," I reply with a real sigh. "They aren't sure if it'll be a speed match or a speed tag match yet, but it'll be over quickly regardless so there's no need to worry about time constraints. It'll be on long before the final anyway."
"Have you considered the possible effects of using your spinal implants for a second day?" he asks.
"Of course. If they'd wanted a full blown match rather than a speed one, then I'd have turned them down. I wouldn't have wanted to, but I'd have had to really. This way I get to live the dream a little longer, but with a less prolonged exposure to Surge effects." I can't help but smile at that. Living the dream eh? I'm such a kid sometimes. "Feel free to come up with contingencies just in case though."
"As you wish Miss De La Cruz," Finn replies, but I'm only half listening. My phone has started vibrating on the desk in front of me and the screen says it's a new message from my office PA, Marcus. He's not as coldly efficient as Finn, but he has his uses. He's motivated to do whatever he's asked to if nothing else.
'All possible. Boss in meeting until 12. Shall I set teleconference for after?'
He's perfectly capable of typing in full sentences, he just has this weird thing where he doesn't like to send multi page texts, even if it means having to cut out a ton of words from each message.
'Nah, I'll just call him in a minute.' I reply and get back to typing the last few lines of coding. Just as I finish, he replies.
'He'll be pissed if you do that.'
I smile and Finn asks, "Good news, Miss De La Cruz?"
"Possibly," I say, then reply to Marcus with, 'I know. That's the best way to get him off guard. It'll make this a lot easier.' In a random bout of honesty, I send a second message simply saying, 'I hope.'
Is that honesty though? Do I really want this to succeed or am I happy to continue as planned? It's probably not worth over thinking it. That would make the call harder regardless of what path I'd rather take.
"Right," I say, standing up and starting the coding test. "I'll get Meera's update running once the test finishes confirming that I've done an awesome job. Is
I turn back to the screen and start hammering away at the keys again as I continue. "My work is generally very rigid. I don't mean it's unbendable, you're proof enough that I can make something that adapts, it's just that the bends are restricted by the walls that I build in. Rob was a lot more ... what did he call it? Hotchpotch. His work was technically very good, but he always managed to add in enough contradictions that it would look appalling to someone who didn't understand how he worked." I smile. "There were always more straight forward ways to do things, he just liked to take the scenic route. And that's the problem. I'm a very direct person when it comes to work. It may take me a while to stop mucking myself about sometimes, but I'm pretty damn efficient once I get going. Maybe that's it. Maybe what I need to do is figure out how to switch off a little while I work. Or switch on my more artistically creative side. Either way, you were right anyway. If you'd developed much in the way of variance I'm more than good enough to hack my way in and find traces when I shut you down each night."
"You are also very good at avoiding questions," he replies with a mock sigh. "While I do not doubt your desire to test my systems, you are still avoiding telling me why you are wearing your show gear."
"They put me in a match," I reply with a real sigh. "They aren't sure if it'll be a speed match or a speed tag match yet, but it'll be over quickly regardless so there's no need to worry about time constraints. It'll be on long before the final anyway."
"Have you considered the possible effects of using your spinal implants for a second day?" he asks.
"Of course. If they'd wanted a full blown match rather than a speed one, then I'd have turned them down. I wouldn't have wanted to, but I'd have had to really. This way I get to live the dream a little longer, but with a less prolonged exposure to Surge effects." I can't help but smile at that. Living the dream eh? I'm such a kid sometimes. "Feel free to come up with contingencies just in case though."
"As you wish Miss De La Cruz," Finn replies, but I'm only half listening. My phone has started vibrating on the desk in front of me and the screen says it's a new message from my office PA, Marcus. He's not as coldly efficient as Finn, but he has his uses. He's motivated to do whatever he's asked to if nothing else.
'All possible. Boss in meeting until 12. Shall I set teleconference for after?'
He's perfectly capable of typing in full sentences, he just has this weird thing where he doesn't like to send multi page texts, even if it means having to cut out a ton of words from each message.
'Nah, I'll just call him in a minute.' I reply and get back to typing the last few lines of coding. Just as I finish, he replies.
'He'll be pissed if you do that.'
I smile and Finn asks, "Good news, Miss De La Cruz?"
"Possibly," I say, then reply to Marcus with, 'I know. That's the best way to get him off guard. It'll make this a lot easier.' In a random bout of honesty, I send a second message simply saying, 'I hope.'
Is that honesty though? Do I really want this to succeed or am I happy to continue as planned? It's probably not worth over thinking it. That would make the call harder regardless of what path I'd rather take.
"Right," I say, standing up and starting the coding test. "I'll get Meera's update running once the test finishes confirming that I've done an awesome job. Is
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