Hub knelt in front of the guitar and vanished again in a swirling mass of pixels into the guitar. A short time later the shower of pixels poured back out, but this time Hub was beaming, shoulders inching towards his helm as he turned his shining smile at the person whose room this was. "It went a lot better this time!" He said happily, boosting himself up to his feet. "They didn't know what I was last time. They thought I was a virus. It's okay though I don't mind, people get nervous at new programs they weren't told to expect."
He then stopped dead in surprise, taken somewhat aback. "You're Elecman?" Hub blinked his optics, which brightened curiously in a way a human's never could, and leaned this way and that. "You look so different! Are you like Rock, where you don't have an operator? The Elecman I met..."
Hub hesitated then, face falling just a bit at the reminder. He loved net battling for fun and in competitions, but it always felt... wrong, fighting viruses and the netnavis who were used by people with bad intentions. It wasn't their fault. They didn't get a say in what they had to do, and he supposed... in a way, he didn't either. He'd always agreed with Lan's choices, but what if he hadn't?
He shook off that train of thought and nodded at Elecman, once again looking curious. "Yes, as long as it is connected to the network or has an access port Lan's PET device can plug into. A communicator should be easy."
He linked his hands behind his back and peered at the back of the communication device. Even from where he was standing he could feel where the network fed into it, and the soft whispers of programs going about their routines and executing what Elecman wanted the device to do. It was comforting, hearing the murmur of nearby programs humming along. That was home, to him. It was sad that Lan and their friends weren't here, but...
Networks had always been home. They'd been all he'd ever known, after all.
"What sort of app?" He asked, then after a moment of considering what Elec wanted, dismissed his helmet and armored gloves and boots, leaving him down to his bodysuit. His hair of course immediately flopped in front of his eyes, and he puffed a vent out at it, but it just fell back into place. Maybe gravity effected this form more...?
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He then stopped dead in surprise, taken somewhat aback. "You're Elecman?" Hub blinked his optics, which brightened curiously in a way a human's never could, and leaned this way and that. "You look so different! Are you like Rock, where you don't have an operator? The Elecman I met..."
Hub hesitated then, face falling just a bit at the reminder. He loved net battling for fun and in competitions, but it always felt... wrong, fighting viruses and the netnavis who were used by people with bad intentions. It wasn't their fault. They didn't get a say in what they had to do, and he supposed... in a way, he didn't either. He'd always agreed with Lan's choices, but what if he hadn't?
He shook off that train of thought and nodded at Elecman, once again looking curious. "Yes, as long as it is connected to the network or has an access port Lan's PET device can plug into. A communicator should be easy."
He linked his hands behind his back and peered at the back of the communication device. Even from where he was standing he could feel where the network fed into it, and the soft whispers of programs going about their routines and executing what Elecman wanted the device to do. It was comforting, hearing the murmur of nearby programs humming along. That was home, to him. It was sad that Lan and their friends weren't here, but...
Networks had always been home. They'd been all he'd ever known, after all.
"What sort of app?" He asked, then after a moment of considering what Elec wanted, dismissed his helmet and armored gloves and boots, leaving him down to his bodysuit. His hair of course immediately flopped in front of his eyes, and he puffed a vent out at it, but it just fell back into place. Maybe gravity effected this form more...?