One year later
"Still no trace of Kristie's sister." Reynolds explained to Dante, sat in his office within the FBI headquarters. "She's been surprisingly competant evading even our best trained agents."
Dante nodded, taking off his glasses and placing them down on his desk. "She would be, given her background." His expression was grave as he spoke, "We'll have to keep trying. She can't run forever, and i want my fiancée to be able to fee freedom again."
Reynolds frowned. "Her security detail is loose, she's perfectly free." She argued.
Dante nodded. "I understand. I just wish she didn't have to have one at all."
Reynolds nodded, sitting back. she eyed the glasses for a moment and frowned. "Why do you even wear those? Your eyes don't work the same way in here as they would in the real world."
Dante looked down at his glasses and smiled. he picked them up and handed them to Reynolds. "Put them on." He offered. She assented and raised them to her eyes, moving back slightly as the information hit her. "it saves me from feeling like I'm in a simulated world all the time. I don't have to use a HUD when I don't want to and they supply all the information from the FBI database I could ever need."
"Impressive. can you replicate them for other digital operatives?"
"Yes and no." He admitted. "I can re-create the code that runs them and a user can identify information and bring it up as they wish, but it's not nearly as effective in the field if the user needs information on the fly. they need a secondary mind to get the information while they focus on the events happening around them. Without someone like Artemis working with them I don't see it working."
"What about new AI?"
"Perhaps, but I've not made any progress in that direction either. Artemis is a happy accident, I've recreated her code exactly but it never works out the same way." Dante looked up at the door to his office, outside of which he knew Art was playing with Cam. He smiled. "she's special."
Reynolds chuckled slightly and nodded. "I noticed. A year ago I only saw her as ones and zeros, but now... you were right, James. She is alive."
Dante nodded. "Anyway, the informations been uploaded to Carly's server and I'm going to sign out of the FBI systems for the evening."
"Very well. have a good evening, James." She smiled, reaching up for her menu.
"Good evening, sir." He responded, nodding to her.
She logged off and Dante sighed. it'd been a year since he'd signed up to the FBI, in part because with Kida's other assailant out there she needed protection more than ever. Kida didn't talk about what happened, and he respected that. Korra had spoken to him about it, about what had happened, and so Dante understood.
Korra was doing better, but not completely herself. Some things for the better others for the worse, others still were just different. Like the fact that she now played with them. She went by the user name 'Koranova', and tonight was going to be a game night.
Dante stretched and stood up. He knew he didn't have a physical body, but stretching still helped somehow. it was all in his head.
He walked over to the door and stepped outside. He stood on a street, main street he called it. They'd built a small city around the clock tower. main street ran straight up to the clock tower and diverged into two roads around it.
Artemis and Cam sat just outside a little iced cream place down the road a little from his FBI office. On the outside it appeared to just be a small little buildign with FBI on it, but inside it was a full network of offices, of course he only used the front one, the rest were storage for files and code projects.
Dante walked over to the two girls eating iced cream. Cam now sixteen, she was growing mature quickly, despite living in a game. "So what are we playing tonight? I forget what Mondays are."
"Mommy's choice." Artemis reminded him.
"Ah yes." Dante nodded. "She should be here soon. so should Korra."
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Korra stood at Coryne and Dante's door and knocked three times. She'd been coming over to their house a lot lately, every game night she'd play here. It felt more like they were playing together than if she was at her apartment.
The turned away from the door and looked up to a tree in their house' front garden. she waved up at the tree. She liked to annoy Martin by pretending she could see him, despite just knowing that that's where he would be.