"I've scanned my Guardian thousands of times. If there is a problem I can help you adjust your program." Ghost doesn't really expect that will be necessary, though. Stark looks to be as well-equipped as he says. One way or another, they'll see what's in Blaze's head.
That's the easy part.
He floats over the holo-screens and settles beside Blaze, trying not to look nervous. It's just a scan and he'll be watching over her every step of the way.
"Always is," she says to Natasha, quietly appreciating the support even if it makes her kick herself for acting like a twitchy recruit. These tables, though. When's the last time she was up on one of these...?
"Best to let Ghost wake me when you're done." She glances at her partner, ready and waiting, and pushes herself back onto the table fully before peering over the side. "Guess I'd better get comfortable. Does this thing adjust? Kinda weird to sleep lying flat."
Either way, it's all going to end the same. Once settled, she and Ghost share a look before she nods and he reaches out with the blue light that marks his own scanners. He's doing more than scanning, though. He's reaching into her systems, to circuits he's restored and rebuilt a hundred times. Most of them he doesn't understand, but he knows what kind of activity he sees when she sleeps. He can try to prompt the same patterns in the right circuits, lulling the Exo brain into a sleep cycle. Which is what it is - she's not powered down by any means, but sleeping almost exactly the way a human does. From the outside the distinction is invisible, though. The Exo is motionless, the light of her optics dimmed to almost nothing.
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on 2018-06-15 11:25 pm (UTC)I've scanned my Guardian thousands of times. If there is a problem I can help you adjust your program." Ghost doesn't really expect that will be necessary, though. Stark looks to be as well-equipped as he says. One way or another, they'll see what's in Blaze's head.That's the easy part.
He floats over the holo-screens and settles beside Blaze, trying not to look nervous. It's just a scan and he'll be watching over her every step of the way.
"Always is," she says to Natasha, quietly appreciating the support even if it makes her kick herself for acting like a twitchy recruit. These tables, though. When's the last time she was up on one of these...?
"Best to let Ghost wake me when you're done." She glances at her partner, ready and waiting, and pushes herself back onto the table fully before peering over the side. "Guess I'd better get comfortable. Does this thing adjust? Kinda weird to sleep lying flat."
Either way, it's all going to end the same. Once settled, she and Ghost share a look before she nods and he reaches out with the blue light that marks his own scanners. He's doing more than scanning, though. He's reaching into her systems, to circuits he's restored and rebuilt a hundred times. Most of them he doesn't understand, but he knows what kind of activity he sees when she sleeps. He can try to prompt the same patterns in the right circuits, lulling the Exo brain into a sleep cycle. Which is what it is - she's not powered down by any means, but sleeping almost exactly the way a human does. From the outside the distinction is invisible, though. The Exo is motionless, the light of her optics dimmed to almost nothing.