I was sitting at the table, and I had no idea what I was doing. It was an implant of sorts, but up til now nor the shape neither the synaptic connections gave away what it's use will be. Orchid came in earlier bringing a box of the old tech I left behind. Before I started with this new implant I sifted through that.
It was weird to touch the past like this. Scary, in a sense. Many of those gadgets seemed useless, fun for practicing, but served no bigger purpose. Then there were others with strange and convoluted mechanisms that could amplify, distort and transmit information. Some of them could have been used as jammers too. It seemed I was more prolific, and my interest ranged wider before the wipe. As was my anger.
- These could all be used for attack – Cuss-Bert noted as he (remained
