[Erika abhors superstition, but she could swear she feels something about to go wrong a split second before the recoil hits.
She jumps up with a short cry of alarm and races first for the console, shutting down everything, the access point and the route and her login to the machine in the space of a few seconds. Then she drops to a crouch beside 9S, hands cautiously gripping her knees and shoulders rigid.]
fam i play from digimon
She jumps up with a short cry of alarm and races first for the console, shutting down everything, the access point and the route and her login to the machine in the space of a few seconds. Then she drops to a crouch beside 9S, hands cautiously gripping her knees and shoulders rigid.]
-Are you alright?