[ miller is at the locked door on deck 6 as promised in ten minutes or less, as promised. he looks more-or-less the same as the last time haruto saw him, rumbled green jumpsuit that really should be zipped up higher on his chest, his black porkpie hat at a jaunty angle, and his pistol sticking out of his back pocket. it's empty now but obviously no one would know the difference unless he draws it - something he's not about to do again any time soon. ]
...Oh, it's you. Hideki, right? [ have a lazy wave as he approaches. ]
[ Haruto wishes he could have his trusty hoodie-and-surgical-mask combo to hide his identity, but of course he's in space, so all he has is the station-issue jumpsuit. And so, of course, Miller recognizes him right away. ]
Yes, that's me. [ A pang of guilt his him for responding to a name that isn't his. What he's about to do... He'll have to come clean sooner or later. But, it's probably best not to complicate matters just now. One revelation at a time. ]
Let's get to work, shall we?
[ He walks up to the number plate next to the door, reaching out mentally to try to connect with the computer mechanism inside. Numbers begin to flash on the display quickly-- more quickly than if he were entering them by hand. ]
0001 0002 0003 0004 0005
[ Meanwhile, Haruto stands in front of the door with a look of concentration on his face, saying nothing. Waiting for Miller's inevitable comment. ]
[ if it's any consolation haruto, miller super won't care. when he sees the kid is clearly... gifted or whatever these guys like to be called here, he shoves his hands in jumpsuit pockets and leans against the wall by the door so he can keep an eye on the display. ]
[ ... Surprising, the lack of reaction, but appreciated nonetheless. Maybe all those people were right. Maybe it's not such a big deal to be different after all.
Haruto makes a mental note to explore that thought later. For now, he withdraws the charging cable from his pocket. (The numbers keep flashing.) ]
I need you to help me connect this to a power source. Even at my speed, this is likely to take days, and I'll need to plug in so I can keep going while I sleep.
Plug in...? [ huh. he stares at the cable and then haruto but doesn't make a move yet. ] We don't have access to the reactor yet, but most everything here seems to charge wirelessly, so it must be active. [ he's just thinking aloud here... ]
Are you one of them android thingies or is this something else? [ still no judgment, miller just needs all the info to make a calculated movement. he's much like a computer himself that way. ]
Alex helped me connect it to a transformer inside the wall in my room. [ Yes, that name-drop was purposeful. Alex had sworn to look out for Haruto, and he wants Miller to know it. ]
It's... a little more complicated than just that. [ He takes a deep breath, deciding in this moment to trust Miller. Alex had vouched for him, after all. ] My brain is robotic, but my body is human.
Well, alright, let's see what we can find. [ he opens the compartment next to the door like it's second nature, and after a little tinkering he seems to find what he's looking for. then he's gesturing for haruto to hand him the cable. he doesn't want to admit it but if alex cares for this kid then so does he. ]
Okay so how long do you think it'll take your robo-brain to run through all these codes? [ there's a little clicking noise and miller lets go, hands out as he makes sure it stays connected. ] There.
[ Once Haruto posts himself by the hangar bay door, charging cable running from the wall to a port in the back of his neck, he really doesn't need to move as he runs through numbers as fast as his processor will allow. ]
1022 1023 1024 1025...
[ He sleeps in a seated position, curled up against the wall. All he needs is for people to bring him something to eat or drink. ]
[She's heard about what Haruto is doing. Kamala knows she has to support him as best they can. She's dealing pretty well considering how long their time here has stretched out. That doesn't change the fact that she wants to be reunited with her family. She knows solving the mysteries here or simply helping those who try is everything. That's why she's here with an energy drink, coffee, protein bars, and the closest she can get to a gyro meal. Some of these always recharge her after maxing out her energy as Ms. Marvel and the rest her gym teacher recommended once upon a time. She hopes it's the same for Haruto or that the advice was good.]
I think I'm getting the hang of making Gatorade! [She announces proudly before starting to set all the food down.]
[9S came straight from their brief interaction on the network, so he had no food with him, but at least he was punctual? That and he didn't bring up those so-called lies.]
I could try accessing the lock through a backdoor and force the passcode to reset. I can also run four-digit codes counting down from 9999, if you're working up from 0000.
[He's very clinical about it all, his tone unusually flat.]
[ What Haruto lacks in hacking ideas, he makes up for in being able to read people. He can tell 9S is upset, and knows he has to clear the air before they really get started on this effort. ]
That sounds good.
Listen, 9S. I'm sorry I wasn't completely honest with you.
The cables are normal, right? I had to remove one from a friend a while ago wriggling in his skin, so I just wanted to be sure and a friend had been plugged into a machine before...
[Cables = not good as far as Naoya's history go.]
Okay that's good then. [Don't mind Naoya helping himself sit down next to him.] Why are you here?
Oh. [ Haruto suddenly understands the source of confusion. He'd seen the wire that Clara had pulled out of her skin. He quickly shakes his head to disavow Naoya of that notion. ]
No, this is mine. It's umm... [ Might as well be honest; there's really no hiding it now. ] ... It's powering my brain. I'm trying to hack into the hangar bay door.
[ He gestures behind him to the door with his thumb. ]
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