Okay. So in the cold light of day, this doesn't seem as amusing as it once
did. So I need you guys to hit me with the constructive criticism. I
think I'm using the Subject-Verb-Object construction too much. What else
needs tweaking? Or should I just give it up altogether?
Xixie
The next time Trinity and Neo made an appearance, Tank was relieved. They were acting far more normal now. He wasn't used to them staring at one another across rooms and making out in corners. He understood though. Trinity was worried about Neo. But now that the two of them had had a fight and an after-the-fight, they seemed to be getting back to normal, i.e. being able to be in the same room with out actually touching one another.
On the other hand, he was slightly happy that Pusher's first impression of their relationship had been that one. Tank had worried that Pusher would try to, well, push his way back into Trinity's life. He knew full well that Pusher had been expecting to get laid when he got here. So the clingy Trinity was actually a convenient thing to have around, for once.
The Matrix script turned Pusher's face green in the dim lights of the Core.
Tank spoke quietly. "Found anything?"
"Yeah. There's something here that the machines have specifically hidden. I can't really get to it from here. I'll have to go in. It could be the new Agent program. But then again, there's lots of things the machines want to hide from us."
"I know. But Trinity gave you a partial call number, so it's not completely random. I'll go get Morpheus."
"What about Trinity?"
"I'm thinking we'll just let Morpheus know first. She'll want to throw you back in immediately, and Neo won't want you to go in without him."
"Wouldn't want them to fight over it or anything."
Tank was silent a moment. "They only do it to relieve tension. It's hard to worry about one person so much." He walked off to find Morpheus.
Pusher realized that Tank was probably thinking about Dozer. They had been very close, even as children. His death must have been excruciating for the freeborn operator.
Morpheus came up to inspect Pusher's findings. Agent activity was up in a normally uninhabited area of the Matrix. Pusher could detect a surge in the area due to continued large uploads from the machines. If they were trying to insert more killing programs, this would be as good a spot as any.
Unfortunately, the code was far too complex to see fully from the Neb. At this point the code went from a two-dimensional scroll to a three- dimensional helix. Very few members of the Resistance were capable of decoding this type of encryption quickly. Neo would have no problem. It's nearly second nature to him. Trinity could do it; so could Morpheus, but it's not their specialty. Pusher had cultivated this talent for years; he could do it faster and better than anyone else in the area. That's why they needed him.
Pusher found it ironic that he was the one person who could help protect the One, but, for completely independent reasons, didn't particularly want to. If anyone else had been the chosen, if Neo hadn't gotten Trinity, Pusher would have been rarin' to help, begging to. But here he was, selfishly wanting Trinity for himself. Wishing he were the One, so that she would want him.
Once it was obvious that Pusher had located the most likely source, Morpheus called the other two crew members in to examine the findings. Trinity looked pleased. "We can go in tomorrow. I'll play backup."
Neo narrowed his eyes. "I'll play backup too."
"No, you won't. We've had this discussion. You'll stay here."
"Trinity--" he began. Morpheus cut him off.
"Pusher will go in. I'll play backup, and Trinity can observe from here. If we need an extra, she'll come in."
Neo's head snapped around. "Morpheus--"
"That's it, Neo. That's the plan."
Neo thought. It was better than Trinity entering without him. And, to be childish about it, at least she didn't get her exact way. "Okay."
Trinity looked like she wanted to argue, but as she didn't know how supportive Morpheus was of her single-handed decision to limit Neo's access to the Matrix, she figured that she should stop while she was ahead.
"Tomorrow then."
"We can all relax until then." Morpheus added. But no one really believed it.
Xixie
The next time Trinity and Neo made an appearance, Tank was relieved. They were acting far more normal now. He wasn't used to them staring at one another across rooms and making out in corners. He understood though. Trinity was worried about Neo. But now that the two of them had had a fight and an after-the-fight, they seemed to be getting back to normal, i.e. being able to be in the same room with out actually touching one another.
On the other hand, he was slightly happy that Pusher's first impression of their relationship had been that one. Tank had worried that Pusher would try to, well, push his way back into Trinity's life. He knew full well that Pusher had been expecting to get laid when he got here. So the clingy Trinity was actually a convenient thing to have around, for once.
The Matrix script turned Pusher's face green in the dim lights of the Core.
Tank spoke quietly. "Found anything?"
"Yeah. There's something here that the machines have specifically hidden. I can't really get to it from here. I'll have to go in. It could be the new Agent program. But then again, there's lots of things the machines want to hide from us."
"I know. But Trinity gave you a partial call number, so it's not completely random. I'll go get Morpheus."
"What about Trinity?"
"I'm thinking we'll just let Morpheus know first. She'll want to throw you back in immediately, and Neo won't want you to go in without him."
"Wouldn't want them to fight over it or anything."
Tank was silent a moment. "They only do it to relieve tension. It's hard to worry about one person so much." He walked off to find Morpheus.
Pusher realized that Tank was probably thinking about Dozer. They had been very close, even as children. His death must have been excruciating for the freeborn operator.
Morpheus came up to inspect Pusher's findings. Agent activity was up in a normally uninhabited area of the Matrix. Pusher could detect a surge in the area due to continued large uploads from the machines. If they were trying to insert more killing programs, this would be as good a spot as any.
Unfortunately, the code was far too complex to see fully from the Neb. At this point the code went from a two-dimensional scroll to a three- dimensional helix. Very few members of the Resistance were capable of decoding this type of encryption quickly. Neo would have no problem. It's nearly second nature to him. Trinity could do it; so could Morpheus, but it's not their specialty. Pusher had cultivated this talent for years; he could do it faster and better than anyone else in the area. That's why they needed him.
Pusher found it ironic that he was the one person who could help protect the One, but, for completely independent reasons, didn't particularly want to. If anyone else had been the chosen, if Neo hadn't gotten Trinity, Pusher would have been rarin' to help, begging to. But here he was, selfishly wanting Trinity for himself. Wishing he were the One, so that she would want him.
Once it was obvious that Pusher had located the most likely source, Morpheus called the other two crew members in to examine the findings. Trinity looked pleased. "We can go in tomorrow. I'll play backup."
Neo narrowed his eyes. "I'll play backup too."
"No, you won't. We've had this discussion. You'll stay here."
"Trinity--" he began. Morpheus cut him off.
"Pusher will go in. I'll play backup, and Trinity can observe from here. If we need an extra, she'll come in."
Neo's head snapped around. "Morpheus--"
"That's it, Neo. That's the plan."
Neo thought. It was better than Trinity entering without him. And, to be childish about it, at least she didn't get her exact way. "Okay."
Trinity looked like she wanted to argue, but as she didn't know how supportive Morpheus was of her single-handed decision to limit Neo's access to the Matrix, she figured that she should stop while she was ahead.
"Tomorrow then."
"We can all relax until then." Morpheus added. But no one really believed it.
