Post by 42zombies on Apr 29, 2010 16:27:43 GMT -5
"So... you're saying this thing can make me super-human?"
The bespectacled salaryman peared into the suitcase suspiciously. It was filled with dozens of multi-colored, USB-like devices. They looked almost sinister-- rigid around the edges, like spines on an animal. On the front of each of these memory drives was a single letter in a special, stylized font-- each font unique to the device.
The man holding the suitcase wore a simple suit-- not too expensive, but certainly not the kind of thing one would expect to see in the back alleys. He seemed to be of Japanese descent, and his English suffered from a heavy accent.
"Mr. Fullman, I use a Gaia Memory myself." The man indicated the devices with one of his gloved hands. "I can assure you that the power is..." for a moment, the man seemed to struggle to find the right words, "delicious."
The bespectacled salaryman peared into the suitcase suspiciously. It was filled with dozens of multi-colored, USB-like devices. They looked almost sinister-- rigid around the edges, like spines on an animal. On the front of each of these memory drives was a single letter in a special, stylized font-- each font unique to the device.
The man holding the suitcase wore a simple suit-- not too expensive, but certainly not the kind of thing one would expect to see in the back alleys. He seemed to be of Japanese descent, and his English suffered from a heavy accent.
"Mr. Fullman, I use a Gaia Memory myself." The man indicated the devices with one of his gloved hands. "I can assure you that the power is..." for a moment, the man seemed to struggle to find the right words, "delicious."
