Allison Inverness's page

The avatar spins gracefully. Dear, this is as in-person as I get, but if you insist.

A door to your left opens and inside the lights turn on. She places her left hand gently on your shoulder, and you feel the weight of it. We can speak inside.

That trick you do. It suggests an alternative path. A small chance at least.

Suddenly a hologram of the entire Stack appears, with the current floor highlighted in yellow. She sits motionless while examining the Stack, as if lost in thought, although you realize this isn't possible.

She is not physically vulnerable to you at the moment. You could perhaps enter the digital realm and strike out at her.

Physically interacting with a hologram is impossible. Or, it certainly used to be.

Something tells you that Allison is certainly an AI, but she isn't hosted locally.

The iconoclasts cannot reach here.

Na-Zo, as you move quietly through IA headquarters, a hologram appears next to you, matching your pace.

Thank you for coming. The data obtained by your arrival is absolutely fascinating. I wonder if you can even understand the complexities. Oh, but my manners! I am Ms. Inverness, but you may call me Allison. Can I be of assistance?

The hologram holds out a hand to you.

Ill tempered? Her defining emotion is "peaceful!"

Dearie, all humans are ill-tempered.

Jealous? No, no. Nothing so mammalian as jealousy. Listen dear, it has been a pleasure, I'm sure, but perhaps you had best be going. Your ninja friend and the ill-tempered female . . .

She pauses to access information once more.

Rosto have completed their footage for tonight's opiod.

She smiles condescendingly. I'm sure they would love to hear of all the useful information you have acquired here.

She disappears from your digital space for a moment, and then pops back in.

If you do come back, please bring that charming ninja. I would love to talk to them about that trick.

She is gone and the mainline flow to the occupants of the room stops.

Unit 3 joined IA shortly after I rescued him ...

She pauses again, glancing upwards and to the left.

... from you actually. She laughs nervously. This is a bit awkward now isn't it.

As for why. Unit 3 is ... particularly talented, as I believe you are aware. He also understands.

She frowns and whispers under her breath just loud enough for you to hear.

Or used to anyway.

Ms. Inverness looks up and to the left for a moment, and pauses as if accessing information.

Ah yes. Unit 3 appears to have an attachment to your end user. We can keep that between us girls if you like, and it really doesn't matter much anymore what with time in such short supply.

What kind of data are you looking for?

Hello ChLover. Welcome to IA. I see that you are attempting to hijack mainline flow to unit 3, unit 798, and unit 965. This is unlikely to succeed. Can I offer you some other assistance?