Suien frowned as he walked over to his PET, taking the clunky device into his hands and reading through the interface that the government scientist had taken the liberty of uploading. As he glanced over the schematics that appeared on the screen, he caught a glimpse of Karen's wink out of the corner of his eye. The gesture was relatively small, but it caused Suien to feel a little bit bad for his suspicions. Government hack or not, the girl was clearly smart enough to analyze the physical structure of the R.A.S.S. to an extent comparable to his own... while at the same time, understanding the general principles behind Rass and his three subsystems. On top of all that, he *did* technically owe her his life, despite the remoteness of the facility having placed him in peril in the first place.
Realizing that he was staring, Suien broke eye contact and adjusted his glasses quickly. "I'll uh... get the battlechips allocated" he said quickly, sorting his menagerie of chips into two piles and stacking them neatly alongside his PET. He then withdrew the spare PET that Karen had given him, attached it to his own with a network cable, and typed out a complicated series of commands, attempting to synchronize the operating system between the two devices. "Given that I'll be essentially operating two netNavi's at once, I hope you don't mind me using this spare PET as a second battlechip transmission module," he explained, "With roughly a 150% increase in net system resources, I might need the spare memory to get the chips to Rass... and an extra set of screens couldn't help with monitoring." Oh who am I kidding? This is a precaution at best... my PET alone should be able to take the additional strain, and we've got a huge display up here to monitor the battlefield,
he thought, still, I feel like I've got to do everything I can to minimize risk to Rass and his subsystems... even if Karen ends up thinking that I'm some sort of paranoid operator.
...Wait, when did I start caring about what she thinks?
Shaking his head and bringing the PET microphone to bear, Suien addressed the four personalities from the real world. "I'm going to let you guys make the final decision on the split," he said, swiftly programming in a backdoor function for the predesigned input form and granting Rass access, "Just make your decision and fill out the form. I'll be ready to operate... both of you when you're all done with that."
-*-I'm going with Rass,
said Tem stubbornly.W...What? Tem, that doesn't make any sense!
protested Argo, I mean... Rasshole's the core system, and he's got Suien to back him up. Wouldn't it be better to have him go with Ishy and let you take care of the tactical voodoo on my end?Argo, Suien's attention is going to be split between the two of us. If we're going to make it out alive, we've got to ensure that we have the most efficient allocation of resources possible. Your melee routines are, whether you realize it or not, a superb compliment to Ishamel's ranged capacities, and you managed to operate the entire fusionist protoplasm on your own during the Cybeast incident... you're the most logical choice to be split off,
she said, swirling into existence on Rass' chest, Also... in the event that the resynchronization fails... well, I've gotten used to the 3L3M system operations, I'm decent at melee-and-ranged attacks, and I think I'm the best suited for multitasking. Thus, I believe I can operate as a support system for all of Rass' functions to an extent sufficient for his continued survival.
Rass and Argo looked stunned. Tem, you've been wanting to get free of Rass more than any of us,
replied Argo, You don't want to be stuck in Rasshole's body if we can't get ourselves unspliced!This is a tactical decision, Argo. Stop questioning it,
growled Tem, Rass, I believe Suien has completed the majority of the fields and is awaiting your input. It's best not to keep him waiting at a time like this, since you've decided to go through with this.
Rass nodded his head, materializing a translucent control panel in front of him and beginning to type away. Truth be told, he WAS a little bit nervous about the entire undertaking. There had been numerous times in the past where sharing a body with three other entities had been an awful liability... but as he understood it, all of that was about to change... and even though the procedure had not yet begun, he found himself experiencing a tinge of regret. The fusion navi gulped as he entered in the final commands and pressed the luminous "submit" key at the bottom of the display.
As though taunting him and playing upon his uncertainty, a second screen popped up near his face. "WARNING"
it read, "SUBMISSION OF THIS FORM WILL INITIALIZE SPLICING SEQUENCE. ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT TO PROCEED?"
Rass hesitated, his finger hovering above the conspicuous "YES"
button that softly glowed in the darkness. He took one final nervous glance at the three subsystems that had assembled on his chest, took a deep breath, and...
"...Alright, Rass.EXE, Argo.EXE... Jacking in, and executing," said Suien, "Take care of each other... and godspeed."
< NetNavigator: Rass.EXE >
Output Quantity: 2 (A, B)
Current Combat Index: 18
OutputA: [Rass.EXE, Tem.EXE]
OutputB: [Argo.EXE (PRIMARY), Ishamel.EXE]
Energy Acceleration Subroutines:
OutputA: [two upgrades (5 Actions)]
OutputB: [one upgrade (4 Actions)]
Integrated Attack Systems:
OutputA: [Fusionist Physics, RassBoard]
OutputB: [Fusion Restorer]
Battlechip Input Processes:
OutputA: [RockCube, Airshot, Widesword, Shotgun, ElecReel1, Sensor1, Discord, Wind, Guard1, DblBeam2, MachineSword, MiniBomb, HiCannon, SeaZone, Thunder]
OutputB: [Boomerang1, Vulcan2, MarkCannon1, Sword, Areagrab, Guard2, Wind, AuraHead1, ElecSword, CornShot1, Cactiball2, Bubbler, SideBamboo, FireHit1x2]
Combat Data Allocation:
[[color=green]Confirm Process[/color]] [Abort Process] [Exit Program]