"You could have always dyed your hair," she points out, then gritting her teeth at the fact that she was always so quick to defend her dad's actions, even if they occasionally gave her a migraine.
Akane follows suit in keeping up with business, tracking her fast typing to the directories now booted up on her screen.
"How have you been testing your code so far?" Akane asks, immediately copying in all the lines of code and parsing them, finding patterns against her anti-EMMA software. Or that her digital space was imported from the bare bones of EMMA herself, like a vaccine. "I predict an actual jail or a simple cognitive space dictated in coding might suffice, but you don't have the app to fully test all the functions in it...yet."
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Akane follows suit in keeping up with business, tracking her fast typing to the directories now booted up on her screen.
"How have you been testing your code so far?" Akane asks, immediately copying in all the lines of code and parsing them, finding patterns against her anti-EMMA software. Or that her digital space was imported from the bare bones of EMMA herself, like a vaccine. "I predict an actual jail or a simple cognitive space dictated in coding might suffice, but you don't have the app to fully test all the functions in it...yet."