evillurks: (girasol ring)
[personal profile] evillurks
There has been work for Myra in both worlds, over the past few years, but the older Shadow has been seen less by his agents, or at least by her, over the past year or two. Harry doesn't seem to have seen much of their chief, either, and the retreat might be a worrying one but the orders still come as usual, and there is still a relentless war on crime. Unseen and silent, The Shadow's hand shows in mobs gunned down unexpectedly and masters of crime meeting mysterious deaths. He's still hard at work, that much should be clear to his agents.

It's out of the blue, though, when Myra receives a PINpoint message in the very early hours of the morning. She may not even catch it until she wakes, and there seems to be no urgency. It's simply the address for the James Rettigue apartment, and '3:00PM'. It's from him, of course, without apology for a long absence of communication, nor any friendly social niceties such as asking how she's been. His mood and underlying motivations are impossible to guess.

Date: 2014-01-12 04:13 am (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Myra - 80s)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
Likewise, Myra's been keeping busy, whether with her own personal affairs or those of the chief she serves in her own world. She's had a few missions here and there in the world of the Old Tiger, but those have become few and far between. She still visits of her own accord, however. Mostly to keep up on the dynamic culture of his world and for a break from her own. There's some opportunities in his world that she's come to enjoy, especially after what she's learned was called the Women's Liberation movement.

However, when the message arrives she's indeed asleep, back in her own time but a blurry view of the device in the dim light of a bedside lamp tells her this is no emergency and she dozes back asleep. She will better serve him well-rested.

When it nears time for her appearance she pinPoints back to his world, but to her own apartment. There she cleans up and prepares for her visit. It's a touch chilly out, but she braves the streets and public transportation anyway, making her way to the Rettigue apartment. It's 3PM on the dot when there's a knock at his door and she waits patiently, coat in hand. She's had time in the elevator to warm up but she's ready for whatever task he assigns to her.

Date: 2014-01-12 04:38 am (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Myra - Laughing)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
That smile around his eyes is as contagious as it is rare, and she finds herself returning the smile,though more evident through the barely reserved showing of teeth. That, and the smell of tea makes it impossible to maintain any semblance of a stoic expression. She enters with a measured look around his apartment to note any changes that may have occurred in her extended absence.

"It has, Lăohŭ."

Date: 2014-01-12 05:05 am (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Ming - Smile Nice)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
She's only vaguely familiar with the sight of computers, having seen various displays for word processors in store windows in her few meanderings around the city. She can't help wandering near, at least glad that the keys appear in a familiar patter. She's adept with a typewriter and that much is the same, though that fact alone further amuses her today. After that brief wander she makes her way back to take a seat, neatly draping her coat over an arm of a chair and sits to wait for his return. In his presence there's less effort to hide the more prim nature of her era in the way she sits, but there's a little more aloofness there that might hint at her still relaxing.

Date: 2014-01-12 05:22 am (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Ming - Smile Nice)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
She graciously takes the cup, the aroma sure to cement that smile permanently on her face if nothing else today already had done the job. She keeps her eyes on him, his energy is almost palpable and she can't quite recall seeing him so...excited.

"I haven't. Aside from the pinPoint, I haven't had much opportunity."

Date: 2014-01-12 05:33 am (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Myra - Shadows)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
Myra was a moment from sipping her tea but his remark earns a disruptive, though quiet snort from her.

"Oh, I will?" She gives a coy lilt to her voice and resumes that sip from her tea, the look from behind her cup both amused and challenging.

Date: 2014-01-12 05:44 am (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Myra - Interesting)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
"Aside from the fact that my boss is lucky I'm holding a tea cup?" She takes a more filling drink and settles it into her lap neatly. "Only that things are going well back home, the Chief has been keeping me busy, but it's otherwise been normal operations as far as I'm aware."

"I've also been making an occasional visit around here as well. And that" she smiles coyly, "is a floppy disk." Which was, entertainingly, one of the only things she knew, and it was from a magazine advertisement she'd read recently. Pure coincidence had a hand in that small iota of knowledge.

Date: 2014-01-12 06:15 am (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Ming - Smile Nice)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
"Hot water yes, good tea, only in the most dire of circumstances." She remains smiling but her posture straightens slightly as she enters more of a business mode once he starts talking about what he's been up to. It doesn't take her more than a half-beat to put his prior statement and his new revelations together.

"Oh." Her eyes light up. Getting to try something the Shadow made, possibly one of the first people to do so, it was an exciting idea.

Date: 2014-01-12 06:33 am (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Ming - Smile Nice)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
"I think I can manage that." More that she's certain she can look at it from whatever point of view he needs of her to make certain it works the way he wants. She takes another drink of her tea, trying not to rush it, but she gets the feeling that as soon as she finishes it'll be time for the task ahead and she's anticipating the excitement of learning the new skill, and helping the Old Tiger.

"And which Burbank?" She knows exactly which one he refers to, but she's in too good of a mood to stop being coy for the time being.

Date: 2014-01-12 07:10 pm (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Myra - Caught)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
To be honest, she liked the older Burbank, but the new one is a refreshing change of pace. The female voice is easier to relate to, and while she's never met old Burbank, she'd like a chance to meet the new one to get an idea of the woman. It's more professional curiosity than anything, but she'll be the first to admit it's nice to meet other capable female agents.

At the mention of long distance communications her posture straightens a bit and she looks back at the monitors. In his presence there's hardly any point to hiding her impressed expression at the wonders of technology, he'd likely see through any facade she attempted anyway.

"Keep dangling that carrot, Chief, and I might not finish my tea." She smiles, sipping but keeping her eyes on the computers now. Such incredible marvels of this world he lives in, and here she is getting the opportunity for hands-on experience.

Date: 2014-01-12 07:31 pm (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Myra - Laughing)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
She'll be the last to complain about that, even if there were a few 'Margo Lanes' to deal with. It makes her proud to see the positive change, and she's learned to appreciate it even more now that she has learned how much the world has changed since her time.

"That sounds important." She smirks, finishing off the last of her tea, though certainly not rushing it. "I'm ready whenever you are."

Date: 2014-01-12 07:46 pm (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Myra - Frustrated)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
"At least let me take a look." She's worked plenty of power buttons in this world now, she's starting to get the hang of things. She takes a look at the monitor, and the boxes below, getting down on one knee to take a look there. Once she's made her study she stands up, but keeps her eyes on the machines.

"I can take a guess, but I'd rather you show me." She frowns, she'd have liked to figure it out but there are a few buttons that look like they could power the machine, and she doesn't know if there's a specific sequence to all of this or not.

Date: 2014-01-13 02:54 am (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Ming - Sitting)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
Myra takes the offered seat without arguing, and watches the Shadow closely. She will take in every detail he gives to her, and keeps her mind open to any potential for questions Burbank or Vincent may have.

"Ready." She gives an additional nod of her head.

Date: 2014-01-13 03:34 am (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Myra - 80s)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
It's a lot of information at once but she manages. Working closely with him and his younger self has helped her get used to the rapid-fire information dump. Once it's up and running and she's pushed up to the table, she reaches out and hovers her hands over the keyboard, but makes certain not to touch it yet. The monitor glows warmly as it shows a small arrow and what she realizes must be the 'graphical user interface' he was talking about.

Date: 2014-01-13 05:04 am (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Myra - 80s)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
She really wouldn't know large from normal sized text in this setting, so she merely accepts it as it is currently. She follows his directions, and while the mouse takes a few tries to keep from over or under shooting the icons, her typing is quick and precise. She's at home with a QWERTY style keyboard and that much requires no learning curve at all.

She follows along well enough, but a few icons catch her up, the pixeled image a little difficult to decipher despite it's larger size. She makes a good show of it though, considering the most difficult machine she's ever had to work was a PINpoint.

Date: 2014-01-14 09:30 am (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Myra - Interesting)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
Myra would be impressed, but she's had so much exposure to not only the Nexus, but its many technological wonders that the true impact of it is currently lost to her. Given time, the understanding that millions of people will have instant access to untold levels of information and each other will dawn on her. For the moment, however, she's currently focused on performing the task set before her and listening to her Chief's instructions.

She creates a query to the system across town, her fingers dancing fluidly across the keys. Lacking the force required for a typewriter, her already fast speed at the keys is made slightly more impressive.

"And...there." She depresses enter, to find her screen displaying one of his demonstration files, and she smiles proudly as she uses the mouse to scroll down the lines of information.

Date: 2014-01-20 07:04 pm (UTC)
myrareldon: (Myra Laughing)
From: [personal profile] myrareldon
"No complaints here, Chief." She reads the file, still interested to see what his test information is about. Mundane information so far, but she can't help her curiosity. "I think Vincent and Burbank should be able to pick this up well enough. All the kids will probably have un with this."

His work was really impressive, and thorough of course. She starts to carefully navigate her way back out of his database, to make certain she can manage that too.

Sorry for the delay!

Date: 2014-01-30 01:42 am (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Ming - Smile Nice)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
"I imagine you'll make it work somehow." She smiles, the sense of a wink in her voice so she doesn't see it as necessary to make it more obvious by actually winking. She logs off with a click and watches the screen a moment. "You, I think it's missing only one thing, Chief."

Date: 2014-02-13 10:42 pm (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Myra - Laughing)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
Of course he's well ahead of her, but she forges on with a smile.

"You need one of those start-up sounds. Something to give the kids a good fright before they even get into the system."

((Hah! I'm looking at that post right now, debating who to tag with. Can't blame Shadow, this weather is pretty crazy. New thread would work too. I'm free today, so whatever works!))

Date: 2014-02-13 11:09 pm (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Myra - Laughing)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
She can't help as her grin splits a little wider at his laughter. It's not that it doesn't affect her, it is indeed a powerful sound, but she's acquainted enough with it to know when he's truly amused.

"Otherwise, as far as the adults are concerned, I think it's pretty solid."

((Yes, i am indeed snowbound. Will be tagging at SWS shortly!))

Date: 2014-02-13 11:43 pm (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Ming - Smile Nice)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
"Consider it done." She'll need to acquire a bigger desk, but that won't be a problem. "Anything else?"

Date: 2014-02-14 12:11 am (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Myra - Caught)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
"Oh..." She turns back, having literally forgotten about it during their time on the computer. Her cheeks flush a little and she shakes her head. "Shame on us, we've let it get cold."

Date: 2014-02-14 01:04 am (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Ming - Bow)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
"I do wish I could stay, but I have work ahead of me tonight." She stands with a slight bow. "Another time, gladly."

Date: 2014-02-14 01:15 am (UTC)
myra_reldon: (Myra - Interesting)
From: [personal profile] myra_reldon
She quickly pulls out the PINpoint, stalling is something unnecessary here, and with the nod she takes it as a dismissal. In a flash she's gone, back to her own world and already preparing for the tasks set to her by the other half of her command.

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