[Was it traditional to have food at a meeting? There always seemed to be some at club gatherings. Yori sorted the collection of bags she'd grabbed at random from the vending machine into neat piles on the bed one more time and hoped they would suffice. Likewise, her new white shirt and soft blue pants would just have to do, since her uniforms were set aside for the next day of classes.
Yori wasn't used to any part of the User world yet, but she liked having a space of her own a great deal more than spending the nights on the cold floors of a classroom. Being able to invite a friend and classmate into her room to discuss homework was one more reason to enjoy the relative privacy.
So far she hadn't made very much progress toward making the room aesthetically acceptable. Just having a soft place to rest and to study was good, but she wanted it to be a place that felt at least a little like home. The bright green and yellow stars that glowed dimly after lights out had been a good start. They marched up the walls and ceiling in precise geometric patterns that Yori found relaxing. Her careful stacks of paper and books were not as efficient as disk storage, but still represented a great deal of work collecting and understanding data, and as such made an acceptable focus of the room.
The painting from the art exhibit which Rinzler had dropped in the corner of the room on his last visit was not at all a part of her fledgling room design. Yori couldn't quite imagine either Rinzler or the Tron she'd known bringing the picture solely as a decoration. Evidence of some kind? If Rinzler had meant the thing to be hidden he'd have found a secret place to store it himself instead of leaving it here.
Yori shrugged and propped the frame against the wall to get it off the floor.
Two knocks, right on time. She jumped to open the door with a wide smile.]
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Yori wasn't used to any part of the User world yet, but she liked having a space of her own a great deal more than spending the nights on the cold floors of a classroom. Being able to invite a friend and classmate into her room to discuss homework was one more reason to enjoy the relative privacy.
So far she hadn't made very much progress toward making the room aesthetically acceptable. Just having a soft place to rest and to study was good, but she wanted it to be a place that felt at least a little like home. The bright green and yellow stars that glowed dimly after lights out had been a good start. They marched up the walls and ceiling in precise geometric patterns that Yori found relaxing. Her careful stacks of paper and books were not as efficient as disk storage, but still represented a great deal of work collecting and understanding data, and as such made an acceptable focus of the room.
The painting from the art exhibit which Rinzler had dropped in the corner of the room on his last visit was not at all a part of her fledgling room design. Yori couldn't quite imagine either Rinzler or the Tron she'd known bringing the picture solely as a decoration. Evidence of some kind? If Rinzler had meant the thing to be hidden he'd have found a secret place to store it himself instead of leaving it here.
Yori shrugged and propped the frame against the wall to get it off the floor.
Two knocks, right on time. She jumped to open the door with a wide smile.]
Axl! I'm glad you could come.
[She backed up to wave him cheerfully inside.]