[It wasn't much longer before long, dark lashes fluttered as she opened her eyes, code running across green eyes as programs booted up for the first time in years. The condition she'd been left in had required a physical update, though they kept to her original build in terms of aesthetic; armour had required a redesign to account for advances, and had as a result changed in style though the palette remained.
It was strange. Dissonant. Hadn't she just been with Zero? It seemed like she'd only just closed her eyes... but her mind was so much clearer than it'd been. Running a scan as she sat up, the report was baffling. The year was all wrong--decades later, and her core programming read... independent?]
What's going on?
[Her voice was small, confused, and as she looked down at herself, she thought that perhaps she understood: she'd been salvaged, but left as herself. Someone must have patched her programming to allow her to exist in a stable state without her brother, but... Oh, no. Colonel. What about Colonel? Had he been salvaged, too?
Looking around didn't bring to her attention her brother's presence, but that of another. He was familiar, and yet she couldn't immediately place him. Fortunately her logs were left in tact, so she started running through all the profiles she'd collected in an effort to identify him.]
[He stayed silent, watching her run through her boot process, realize what had happened, that she shouldn't be here, that things were a little different. It had to be jarring, especially given the circumstances of her deactivation. He didn't know what happened exactly, but he knew a Hunter took her down. The Hunters she once worked with, years before the Repliforce incident.
He inclined his head when her attention turned to him and saw the frown on her face but the faint recognition in her eyes. He had expected as much, and his lips drew into a faint grin.]
Good morning, sleeping beauty. Didn't expect to wake again, did you?
[She ran farther through and--his name was "Red", and more information about him fell into place. And oh! Oh, she knew him, if just in passing, and she smiled faintly, a little bemused.]
I can't say I ever did, no.
[Not with the circumstances of her death. But with delicate movement, she lifted herself out of the capsule. And as she moved, she noticed the differences, how much lighter she felt, how different her balance was--and she hadn't managed the time to account for it, so her first step was unsteady, unprepared.
[He wasn't expecting her to stumble, but his reflexes are still lightning quick and he moves to catch her by the shoulders.]
You okay there?
[At a closer inspection, there were differences between the design he remembered and her current appearance. Given that her original body was likely destroyed beyond repair, whoever rebuilt her must have seen it fit to change things a little, and likely upgrade her parts.
He gently sets her back upright and takes a step back to give her room.]
[Oh. She reached back to try and make use of the capsule, as well, but Red was faster. As she was set back upright, Iris made sure to set a hand on the lip of the capsule anyway to at least keep her upright as her systems calibrated the changes.]
I think so. I hadn't expected that much of a difference, though; thank you.
[A bright smile, if a little unsure, accompanied those words. Marvelling a little at the situation, she suddenly sort of... paused. Oh. The circumstances of her death, her brother, Zero, Repliforce--
Enough to make her head swim. Her expression fell, but instead of outwardly panicking, she reached out to try and grab onto a network to allow her access to newsfeeds, instead.]
[He quirks the ends of his lips up in reply. A small, but gentle smile.]
'Welcome.
[She accesses a network easily, but the newsfeeds she pull up -- none of it is familiar. It's been too many years since her deactivation, and the world has moved on from Repliforce. If she searches older news, she'll figure out the disaster that happened shortly after Repliforce was disbanded, the Earth Crisis. If she looks at the more recent news, she'll find a report on Sigma's (hopefully final) defeat a scant few weeks ago, followed by news of the copy chip's danger.
Meanwhile, Red watched Iris carefully, having not yet come upon the idea of checking on world news.]
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It was strange. Dissonant. Hadn't she just been with Zero? It seemed like she'd only just closed her eyes... but her mind was so much clearer than it'd been. Running a scan as she sat up, the report was baffling. The year was all wrong--decades later, and her core programming read... independent?]
What's going on?
[Her voice was small, confused, and as she looked down at herself, she thought that perhaps she understood: she'd been salvaged, but left as herself. Someone must have patched her programming to allow her to exist in a stable state without her brother, but... Oh, no. Colonel. What about Colonel? Had he been salvaged, too?
Looking around didn't bring to her attention her brother's presence, but that of another. He was familiar, and yet she couldn't immediately place him. Fortunately her logs were left in tact, so she started running through all the profiles she'd collected in an effort to identify him.]
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He inclined his head when her attention turned to him and saw the frown on her face but the faint recognition in her eyes. He had expected as much, and his lips drew into a faint grin.]
Good morning, sleeping beauty. Didn't expect to wake again, did you?
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I can't say I ever did, no.
[Not with the circumstances of her death. But with delicate movement, she lifted herself out of the capsule. And as she moved, she noticed the differences, how much lighter she felt, how different her balance was--and she hadn't managed the time to account for it, so her first step was unsteady, unprepared.
Might wanna catch her.]
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You okay there?
[At a closer inspection, there were differences between the design he remembered and her current appearance. Given that her original body was likely destroyed beyond repair, whoever rebuilt her must have seen it fit to change things a little, and likely upgrade her parts.
He gently sets her back upright and takes a step back to give her room.]
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I think so. I hadn't expected that much of a difference, though; thank you.
[A bright smile, if a little unsure, accompanied those words. Marvelling a little at the situation, she suddenly sort of... paused. Oh. The circumstances of her death, her brother, Zero, Repliforce--
Enough to make her head swim. Her expression fell, but instead of outwardly panicking, she reached out to try and grab onto a network to allow her access to newsfeeds, instead.]
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'Welcome.
[She accesses a network easily, but the newsfeeds she pull up -- none of it is familiar. It's been too many years since her deactivation, and the world has moved on from Repliforce. If she searches older news, she'll figure out the disaster that happened shortly after Repliforce was disbanded, the Earth Crisis. If she looks at the more recent news, she'll find a report on Sigma's (hopefully final) defeat a scant few weeks ago, followed by news of the copy chip's danger.
Meanwhile, Red watched Iris carefully, having not yet come upon the idea of checking on world news.]