Six Sentence Sunday
May. 8th, 2011 01:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
valarltdFrom the untitled cyberpunk:
Nodes flashed by, perceived as doors into practice rooms. The building was old and smelled of decaying plaster and ancient wood under the polish and fresh paint. The American net, like all US infrastructure, was antiquated, patched and kluged together a million times by hundreds of different companies, schools and others. The varieties of code, with their redundancies and odd loops made the old hall treacherous, the floors wavy and uneven, and occasional side halls leading to nowhere. She stayed out of the Euronet, with its clean wide halls, smooth floors and easy running. Too easy for her to be back-traced in the open spaces.
Nodes flashed by, perceived as doors into practice rooms. The building was old and smelled of decaying plaster and ancient wood under the polish and fresh paint. The American net, like all US infrastructure, was antiquated, patched and kluged together a million times by hundreds of different companies, schools and others. The varieties of code, with their redundancies and odd loops made the old hall treacherous, the floors wavy and uneven, and occasional side halls leading to nowhere. She stayed out of the Euronet, with its clean wide halls, smooth floors and easy running. Too easy for her to be back-traced in the open spaces.
