Post by Jack on Mar 1, 2009 16:01:17 GMT -5
*Smack Smack Smack Smack*
The sound of hunters feet smacking against the hard concrete floor that made up the streets of Coruscant. From many miles away, locked in his room, Thadeus would be planted in his most leisurely chair. His eyes glowing a ghostly ice blue, staring into the distance. At least that's what it would appear like to someone not familiar to the Rapture circuit implanted in his brain. From his point of view he was hunter, as complicated as that would send. In essence his conscious was now inhabiting the droid shell that was the robotic canine. Why one of the most wealthy and powerful men in the galaxy would wish to be a dog, even he himself could barely comprehend it. He supposed it was because he needed to get free every once in awhile, to get a dog's day out.
The major flaw and advantage of the system was that it allowed him to access the current shells personality matrix and skill core, while he was in the shell that is. This meant that today, while he was taking the day off as a mechanical dog, he would at least slightly see the world through a dogs point of view. It was like a pulling in the back of his mind, to behave like an animal. That would explain why he was dashing through crowds of people on the street, just to feel the wind on his facial sensors. Moving at an intense speed, faster and faster every moment, Thadeus loved the amazing feeling it gave him to run again.
The sky was beautiful for once on busy planet, although most of it was blotted out by the giant buildings that surrounded him. It was quite marvelous to see the world from that point of view, looking up from a three foot level. It took some getting used to, peering through the eyes of a droid that is. Although do to the years of practice, Mr. Saxon had gotten a good grasp of how to utilize all the functions of it. Night vision, thermal vision, a magnified view, it was all rather complicated at first but once one learned how to manage them it got pretty easy. To bad that none of the different optical receptors he had would alert him to the danger he was entering.
Getting distracted by the people around him, the feet beneath him and the sky above him, he would lose his way through the nice part of town he was in. Now it seemed, he had navigated himself into the shadier area of the city. Beautiful sky's blotted out by magnificent skyscrapers had diverted to a grayed out view surrounded by slums. Beat down buildings and less then reputable people were all around the robotic dog. His speed had been lowered from an intense sprint to a leisurely stroll. Not sure what to do or how to get out of where he was, the robotic canine would just keep walking and hope that trouble didn't strike.
The sound of hunters feet smacking against the hard concrete floor that made up the streets of Coruscant. From many miles away, locked in his room, Thadeus would be planted in his most leisurely chair. His eyes glowing a ghostly ice blue, staring into the distance. At least that's what it would appear like to someone not familiar to the Rapture circuit implanted in his brain. From his point of view he was hunter, as complicated as that would send. In essence his conscious was now inhabiting the droid shell that was the robotic canine. Why one of the most wealthy and powerful men in the galaxy would wish to be a dog, even he himself could barely comprehend it. He supposed it was because he needed to get free every once in awhile, to get a dog's day out.
The major flaw and advantage of the system was that it allowed him to access the current shells personality matrix and skill core, while he was in the shell that is. This meant that today, while he was taking the day off as a mechanical dog, he would at least slightly see the world through a dogs point of view. It was like a pulling in the back of his mind, to behave like an animal. That would explain why he was dashing through crowds of people on the street, just to feel the wind on his facial sensors. Moving at an intense speed, faster and faster every moment, Thadeus loved the amazing feeling it gave him to run again.
The sky was beautiful for once on busy planet, although most of it was blotted out by the giant buildings that surrounded him. It was quite marvelous to see the world from that point of view, looking up from a three foot level. It took some getting used to, peering through the eyes of a droid that is. Although do to the years of practice, Mr. Saxon had gotten a good grasp of how to utilize all the functions of it. Night vision, thermal vision, a magnified view, it was all rather complicated at first but once one learned how to manage them it got pretty easy. To bad that none of the different optical receptors he had would alert him to the danger he was entering.
Getting distracted by the people around him, the feet beneath him and the sky above him, he would lose his way through the nice part of town he was in. Now it seemed, he had navigated himself into the shadier area of the city. Beautiful sky's blotted out by magnificent skyscrapers had diverted to a grayed out view surrounded by slums. Beat down buildings and less then reputable people were all around the robotic dog. His speed had been lowered from an intense sprint to a leisurely stroll. Not sure what to do or how to get out of where he was, the robotic canine would just keep walking and hope that trouble didn't strike.