WHAT!?

...YOU WANT ME TO DO WHAT!?

Came a brutal screaming voice from the young man's blissfully humming PET. Unmoved by this show of surprise from his navi, the boy merely began to chuckle hysterically. The young snot was clad in a black blazer, white undershirt, and tie for his upper body, all of which sleeves far extended past where one would expect them to end on a reputable person. Across his lower half stretched a black pair of suit pants which were; in keeping with the rest of his attire; far surpassing the requirements in aspect of size. The boy had mounted upon his head a well combed set of golden hairs gracefully accented the boy's extremely pale skin.

Once again the off contrast brutal vicious voice of rage sounded from the boy's PET, which was presently mounted upon a desk which the young lad was sitting in front of.

THERE IS NO WAY!!! YOU'VE WANTED ME TO VIOLATE MY CODE OF CONDUCT PLENTY OF TIMES BEFORE, BUT BOY THIS IS A NEW LOW!!!

Smiling widely, the boy casually grabbed his PET and fastened it to his pant seem. The mechanical marvel was a glowing silver hue, with golden accents all about it. A black ring with golden trim encompassed this navi imprisonment cell, its function not fully realizable at a glance.

The boy unhampered by the seeming rebellion of that which he considered his "humble servant" (humble of course meaning that should he not comply complete annihilation) raced over to a closet, grasping far above his own lack of height he just barely managed to grasp a hold of a tan trench coat and pair of black sunglasses, to prevent his eyes from divulging his identity with there crystalline Caribbean blue composure.

Once this rather irregular enigma got his costume on he rushed out his room's door; his target being Scilab; his digital captive screaming bloody murder all the way.

//to ACDC town main\\

The strange lad reached a stop light that seemed to be hooked up to the ACDC network. Unsheathing his PET, which was still causing a ruckus due to the over raged occupant it held. Whispering whimsically as he aimed the gilded PET at the gleaming blood red jack in port, the owner pushed the circular button in the center of the cell-phone by product.

Plug in, Kaga.Exe

A beam of brilliant silver light shot out of the PET, slamming into the red seeing eye glass of the light post, transmitting its precious cargo to cyber-world.

//Plug into ACDC network\\