"I'm human, but my brain doesn't work the same as 'normal'. There have been aliens who've graduated, who have different abilities. Why does it have to be human?"
"I could build an electronic mind map? Something at least a little better to work off if you do get someone to do it."
It sounds terrible all around, but if Bill is planning on destroying most of himself... well, he can just hope for something less extreme. Still, he does have a demonstration to offer.
He attaches the clip to a slot on his slate. "You should be able to work it without the interface, as you are now." He requires a few more steps. He checks it over again before starting the program. The stones that had been around the edges of Five and Jedao's wedding spring up around them. "The range of the field is still pretty limited."
Bill goes to give him a teeny little smack on the back.
"THAT'S A GREAT IDEA! SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT OF IT MYSELF! D'YOU KNOW HOW MUCH IT CAN STORE?"
After this gets answered, Bill will grill Nico for a lot of technical updates, let him talk about the more esoteric aspects of the coding and physics again. He's particularly interested in the compression method and if the data can be stored without being corrupted or losing clarity.
Nico's happy to delve deep into the details, especially with someone who can understand. The device is still more in testing mode than he'd like, but while he has projected answers, Bill's connection with data means that there are some things he wants to check in to rerun numbers after Bill's used it.
He also has a hard drive, of sorts, for external storage, which should help prevent corruption or loss of clarity, though he's also enthusiastic about what he's been able to do by cobbling together pieces of technology from various futures.
Eventually, he leans back a little, losing most of the ease and certainty that come when he's lost deep inside a topic he knows.
"Sometimes I wish I could check this stuff with the others. Uh, other Greens, I mean. We can do a lot when we work together."
Which, considering what he can create by himself, is an impressive statement.
Bill crosses his little legs in mid-air. He likes to see Nico get comfortable in his areas of expertise. Bill figured this is a way for him to de-stress, and he probably needs it after that port.
Nico does feel more comfortable than he has since the port. Since before it too, really.
"There are a lot of... variations, as individuals. In specific abilities. No one knows why. I can do - more. Than some of them. But none of them have my background. It's not a baseline comparison." Maybe the others would have made as large jumps if they had also had nothing before. Maybe having nothing but his own mind sharpened his abilities. Maybe it's written into the codes that had gotten switched on.
"But when we're working on something together... it's something bigger. Iris suggested it might be a type of telepathy. I don't know. We just get... linked up."
"No. Though we were never a very big network. But it feels... nice. You don't have to explain stuff or find out that you're not talking about the same thing. You can just all build together. I wasn't - talking about... things wasn't easier with them, but if we were working..."
"I don't know what sort of projects interest you."
Bill is on the list of people who could more than keep up, but he's asked Nico to make things, so he's not sure what Bill likes. Though he can understand if it's just a quest to escape boredom.
"Not really."
He regrets that, not taking the opportunity to see more. But hiding from his dreams was as much as he could deal with after the nightmare.
"THE DREAMSCAPE'S LIKE LIVING INSIDE A WHITEBOARD THAT YOU CAN DRAW ANYTHING ON! OR LIKE TURNING YOUR IMAGINATION INSIDE-OUT! YOU CAN MODEL THINGS, CREATE THINGS, DESTROY THINGS, TEST PHYSICS OBJECTS, TOSS THE PHYSICAL MANIFESTATION OF AN IDEA AT SOMEONE ELSE... COMMUNICATION IN THERE IS WAY EASIER THAN OUT HERE!"
He does remember that it had been much easier to talk there.
"It sounds like... a dream. Especially for scientists." He doesn't say that he can see why Ford must've loved it, because that's a relationship that goes beyond even his usual careful avoidance of talking about the personal.
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Date: 2019-02-27 12:22 am (UTC)Sometimes that's just the way the cookie crumbles.
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Date: 2019-02-27 12:24 am (UTC)"There are still place... in between."
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Date: 2019-02-27 01:02 am (UTC)Re: spam
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Date: 2019-02-27 01:09 am (UTC)Bill hands him the clip.
"WANNA GIVE ME THE DEMONSTRATION?"
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Date: 2019-02-27 01:19 am (UTC)It sounds terrible all around, but if Bill is planning on destroying most of himself... well, he can just hope for something less extreme. Still, he does have a demonstration to offer.
He attaches the clip to a slot on his slate. "You should be able to work it without the interface, as you are now." He requires a few more steps. He checks it over again before starting the program. The stones that had been around the edges of Five and Jedao's wedding spring up around them. "The range of the field is still pretty limited."
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Date: 2019-02-27 02:07 am (UTC)"ANYTHING IN HERE, YA MEAN? DON'T NEED TO PLUG A U.S.B. INTO IT?"
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Date: 2019-02-27 02:27 am (UTC)That's brilliant.
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Date: 2019-02-27 02:29 am (UTC)Since he's pretty sure Bill's 'clothes' are part of him.
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Date: 2019-02-27 02:36 am (UTC)"THAT'S A GREAT IDEA! SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT OF IT MYSELF! D'YOU KNOW HOW MUCH IT CAN STORE?"
After this gets answered, Bill will grill Nico for a lot of technical updates, let him talk about the more esoteric aspects of the coding and physics again. He's particularly interested in the compression method and if the data can be stored without being corrupted or losing clarity.
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Date: 2019-02-27 02:56 am (UTC)He also has a hard drive, of sorts, for external storage, which should help prevent corruption or loss of clarity, though he's also enthusiastic about what he's been able to do by cobbling together pieces of technology from various futures.
Eventually, he leans back a little, losing most of the ease and certainty that come when he's lost deep inside a topic he knows.
"Sometimes I wish I could check this stuff with the others. Uh, other Greens, I mean. We can do a lot when we work together."
Which, considering what he can create by himself, is an impressive statement.
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Date: 2019-02-27 03:04 am (UTC)"WHAT ARE THEY LIKE?"
He's picturing just like, two hundred Nicos.
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Date: 2019-02-27 03:16 am (UTC)"There are a lot of... variations, as individuals. In specific abilities. No one knows why. I can do - more. Than some of them. But none of them have my background. It's not a baseline comparison." Maybe the others would have made as large jumps if they had also had nothing before. Maybe having nothing but his own mind sharpened his abilities. Maybe it's written into the codes that had gotten switched on.
"But when we're working on something together... it's something bigger. Iris suggested it might be a type of telepathy. I don't know. We just get... linked up."
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Date: 2019-02-27 03:30 am (UTC)Putting concepts into words is tough, and getting in the flow on a project is great.
"YOU EVER WORK TOGETHER WITH ANYONE ELSE ON ENGINEERING STUFF HERE?"
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Date: 2019-02-27 03:34 am (UTC)He could follow their thoughts, but it's more awkward when it's one way.
"And finding out if they were interested -" It's just all so awkward, working by himself is far better.
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Date: 2019-02-27 03:41 am (UTC)Bill taps under his eye, thoughtful.
"I SAW YOU IN YOUR DREAM, BUT I DIDN'T ACTUALLY GET TO SHOW YOU WHAT THE DREAMSCAPE CAN DO, DID I?"
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Date: 2019-02-27 03:49 am (UTC)Bill is on the list of people who could more than keep up, but he's asked Nico to make things, so he's not sure what Bill likes. Though he can understand if it's just a quest to escape boredom.
"Not really."
He regrets that, not taking the opportunity to see more. But hiding from his dreams was as much as he could deal with after the nightmare.
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Date: 2019-02-27 04:03 am (UTC)Re: spam
Date: 2019-02-27 04:08 am (UTC)"It sounds like... a dream. Especially for scientists." He doesn't say that he can see why Ford must've loved it, because that's a relationship that goes beyond even his usual careful avoidance of talking about the personal.
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Date: 2019-02-27 04:34 am (UTC)AND, YOU CAN STILL GET TO IT EVEN NOW THAT THE FLOOD'S OVER! YA JUST GOTTA BE ASLEEP OUTSIDE AN ACCESS FILTER AND I CAN GET YOU IN ANY TIME!"
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