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Baltazaar grabbed a chocolate bar, and signaled his Trainee to come on....
As he arrived at the simulation room, he toyed with the Idea of actually having the simulation of the Mayan Highpriest greet them. He grinned, and shook his head, that was too much.....
Typing on a few buttons, he called up the various copied of his Monk-icon, and placed them in the room, so that a 80 Munks in black robes with computer-blueprints on them waited for him. he gave them limited response, and began to quickly design the interiour of the room....
As he was finishes, he pressed enter, and catched up to the others....

Thee nanites in the ball got the response, and acted immediatelly. They spread out, and began to reassemble. using their bodies to form humanoid shapes in hooded robes, and the interior of a mayan Temple, they worked, and buzzed the energy from the big collector around which they had gathered.
The room now looked impressive. Gray basalt lined the walls, and many etchings of elder gods were in the walls. In the middle of the room, there was a large altar, on which the equipment lay. The goggles and the vestlike main unit lay there, while the eighty monks just stood there, and loades the programms and simple Knowbot engines's he had used.


Brian stopped before the entrance of the Training and simulation room. He turned around, and faced his followers.
"Please, remember, thqat what you are about to see is a static picture of what my computer is able to. it cannot hurt you, at least yet. "
Brian turned around, and knocked three times on the door.
"You mother f*****s better open up!"
A rustling sound was heard, and then the singing started. The door was opened, and the large hooded figure guided them in. The other Monks began simultaneously swinging from side to side, and chanted while holding little candles that iluminated the room.
Wit very much good will, the chant could be recognised as the gregorian choral version of american Idiot, by green day.
Brian did not notice very much, and walked on to the altar.
"So, they are just following some scripted routines... they also have limited interactivity, but I guess it is not bad for that. Practically, they are nothing more then robots.... So, you wanna get your surprise, captain?"

Eva gave a prefunctory nod to Xinrie before entering the monk-filled room. She wasn't that impressed. As far as she could see, she had not yet been shown anything that the Sim room couldn't already do. "Oh yes, how I want my surprise. I hope it's a pony." However, she knew that whatever she was about to see sould be impressive. Tech wouldn't bother building it up like this unles he was really proud.

Azora looked around, er.... rather turning her head around, pretending to look. She wasn't exactly sure what was going on, and she didn't want to try her echolocation thing again. "Hey what's going on?"she whispered into Shian's ear, who was standing right in front of her.

Brian / tech was in anger. he was supposed to be the brat, and not the other way round. This.... b***h was just shown the absolute plus of the hightech world, and she just played the ice-princess....
He pressed the button on his Ipod, and the monks went on the mute mode. Brian spread his arms like a bad immitation of David Blane, and grinned.
"Computer"
The monks dissolved into some kind of liquid silvery goo, which ran into a puddle....
"Computer, this is user tech. "
A light, silvery orb rose from the puddle, and hovered over the floor towards him, scanning him with rays of red light.
"Hello, User tech. what can I do for you?"
The entire room went dark, and just the ball, who had changed his colour from silver to red. Somewhere, some electronic version of thus space zarathustra was played.
"I have Captain Eva here, who is a nonbeliever..... can we make her believ?"
The red eye glanced at the captain, and then, there was a second pool....
"I will do anything you command, Tech. "
Tech grinned, and gestured for an Iconchange. Millions of nanites flew around him, and embedded him in a kind of silvery cloud....
Only to leave again as he snipped his fingers.
His T-shirt and jeans had been replaced with thin sunglasses, a very wellfitting three pieced suit, and a tie. He grinned, and plugges the loose knob in his ear.
"I allways thought the humans looked like faggots. well, as this really boring book says..... you can call me smith...."
He produced a top-hat, and pressed a button....
Suddelny, the hat became much closer, and both of them fell into the hat.
Brian grinned, as his glasses displayed him the current values of their life-signals. Both in the green areas, no motion sickness.... he smiled.....
A quick whirr of hands, and they were in outer space, flying past uranus. Brian grinned, and assumed the classical superman position, which he could do because...
"Thousands of little small nanites are at the moment around us. They hold us up and hovering, suspended at what you could compare to tiny little wires around them..... The wind ant the coldness? Just some effects the nanites can also produce... well, I hooked all the computers together, and I have plenty of more computing power. Now I guess you would like to see how well it ca reproduce moving environment?"
He snipped with his fingers, and the scenery changed. They now stood at the jungle simulation of the Librarian, next to the naked covergirl and the Orang utan , eating a nude banana together. He snipped his hands, and they fell a short time, before they reassembled. Now, wind was blowing his hair, as they were freefalling towards a mighty pyramid. He looked over towards the commander, whose clothing was now hidden behind a bright neon-green jumpsuit, and who looked like she might enjoy herself. He grinned, and screamed to her"FANCY; HUH? "
They hit the pyramid with their feet first, and snowboards formed under their feet.
Brian knew that the same thing as before....
"currently, we are surfing in a CAD-Modell of the mission-spectre. We are still in the room, but the nanites form a big old bowl around us, on which they display the computed location of the gaming fiigure.... cameras film our movements from over 60 directions, and ensure we get what we see. by the way, I am in a different bubble then you.... for security reasons. even if you hit me, you just hit the structures the nanites create, and then we go on...... Now, the pyramid we are sliding downwards now is an idea of the Librarian. The bubble displays which part of the computed area we are in, and modulates accordingly. Thus, we could even create the mount everest, because quite frankly, we just need to simulate one bubble of it, that keeps you in its middle.... not too difficult if we have the power of a real behemot cluster computer...
Now, if you like..."
Brian clapped with his hands again, and they stood at a completly white room again. Monks, displayed scenarios and all of that was gone....
He grinned, and looked down at his agent smith suit.
"Now, we are currently able to emulate almost everything you can imagine. Moving fragments, partivles, various basic surfaces.... But i am sure that you understand that most of it is just show..... OOh I allways wanted to do one of these"
He looked up.
"Computer. We need weapons. lots of weapons. "
They heard a distant rumble, and big crates of weapons, display maerial and swords wooshed by, untill he clapped again. Between a big green Nuklear bomb right out of a comic, and a hammer with a head as thick as the entire Librarian, there, on a single floor, the glasses and the main unit lay. brian took them, snipped again, and the long cases of display disappeared, rolling back into nothingness, only leaving it white. Brian sniggered, and threw the stuff towards the captain.
"I made these for you. I think you will like them. Now, the only thing that can stop you is if someone shoots your eyes...."
He sniggered, and quickly explained how the glasses worked, as bit by bit, the room stopped to spin, the white flew of the walls, and it revealed a librarian in the controllbooth, who ugghed happily....

All her life, Eva had felt like a passenger in her own body, like she was using it on borrowed time. Her arms were never quite her own, she was just using them for the time being. She never quite felt that when she ran or fought or ate or did anything else that it was really her doing that, but that she was giving commands to something that carried out her orders for her. She felt a sense of ownership and pride about herself, but there was always that disconnect between mind and body. It was never as evident as it was for the few minutes she spend hurtling through space, supported by nanites. She felt that she was deliberately processing the information delivered to her by her blazing fingertips and choosing to be fooled, conciously allowing herself to fall into the illusion. She also felt a tiny surge of happiness that she was right about the tiny little robots.

She rather enjoyed it on the whole, and it was definately more believable than the old sim room. She understood perfectly Tech's explanation of how the technology worked. If nothing else, she was a quick study, and his technobabble was already becoming familiar to her. However, the perfect, marvelous goggles he handed her at the end of the demo still caused her to break into a grin. "Tech, I have to hand it to you. You're a genius. And they'll work in the field, they won't just melt into nanites when I least expect it? Ah, of course they won't, they weren't part of the program to start with, were they?" She slipped the headset on and switched the zoom on, zeroing in on the shining ball of nanites. For good measure, she switched the camera on as well and took a few seconds' footage of the sedentary robots, sleek and dully gleaming.

"I will take that as a yes? Any way, I need to pick up some equipment. I store a lot of extra parts and experimental stuff in a small warehouse I own. Its in the city. I need to pick up a new arm. I can't use this spare one for long." He pulls up the sleeve of his jacket and shows him the arm. It has no fake skin or flesh on it. The arm is also a bit bulkier. "The one I like to use was trashed during the last mission. I can't use this one for long as it is old and will probably break soon..." He covers the arm back. "If any one wants to come your welcome to tag along."

"Well, I am not sure if they work, but if they work good, they re the first generation hardware of a new mode of production. "
He grinned as he saw her fooling around with the zoom.
"Yea, they are pretty sweet. usually, you have to trust the lasers and wossnames to make pretty small connector cables and stuff.... But the nanites here.... they are able to put together semi-conductors that make an AMD-Athlon chip look fat. "
He grinned, and stretched himself.
"Now, what you have whitnessed was a simulation on the under end of things. Mostly stable work, like buildings, and the only time something moved it didn't take us into account.
The programms for this sector still make a big problem for me, so I think for the usual part, you will have to train with the old simulation room.... besides that, I have just added one superuser to the list of people with access to the ball. "
The earplugs in captain Evas work softly beeped, and the voice of hal, which he had also stolen,began to talk.
"Welcome, captain eva. "