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“Not here…”
“Found it!” The pillars of binary shattered into shimmering green light. Rose’s eyes resumed their normal, almost slow, flashing of numbers. She floated over to Dech’e display and placed a palm over it.
Processing request. Searching for profile G308087KL under search ‘Dirieam Arena One’.
“Good work Rosella,” Dech’e smirked, watching the data carefully.
“Two,” was announced from behind. The two were too busy to notice.
Request has been processed. Pulling up profile.
“Let’s see…” Rose said to herself.
Access denied. Profile breech – Fail Safe Mode Activated. The program will now terminated. Any unsaved data will be lost.
Dech’e and Rose’s eyes widened. Below the standard you-screwed-up sort of message, was a personal one.
Remember, do not hack into private profiles. Have a nice day. ;)
“The he-” Dech’e started.
Rose had bumped Dech’e out of the way as she furiously moved her fingers across the screen. The arena was crumbling now. The glassy looking ceiling evaporated into the shining black above. The walls crumbled into glassy data blocks, letting more black leak in, reminding Dech’e of his friend’s expression. Rows of seats that had been programmed in faded away like mist.
“I got into the profile. It’s all saved!” Rose waved at Dech’e, smiling as she digitized out of the arena.
“Let’s hope this person was worth all the trouble to reprogram this place,” Dech’e said to nothing in particular.
The rims of the floor fell in like dust. A shaking static covered Dech’e as he observed his hard work flying away. If only people would fly away from him. If only the people he knew would jump on their planes and leave his island.
“Whoever you are little hacker, you’ll regret hacking my system. I don’t need problems here. Problems are for real life, not this.”
“You’re just jealous there’s someone better than you,” Rose’s voice chimed from nowhere in particular.
“Either way,” Dech’e shrugged humorously. Then, like the arena, Dech’e shattered into the DataScar, looking forward to the night all the while.
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