<strong>~Mark~<br/></strong><br/><br/>Alan smiled has he drove. "They are part of the Grid yes but not a full program, exactly. Things don't always translate as you would expect them to in here, even when you have been working with the grid for a while. As far as I can tell, vehicles are more like prioritising, especially considering lower ranked Basic Programs can't or wont use them."<br/><br/>Around them towing buildings whipped past at speed. Programs in a variety of colours were a blur either side of the road. At first, blue, green and white were the most prominent colours, with an occasional individual lit with yellow light, but after a while a few individuals marked with Orange or even Red were visible. At that point, Alan turned a sharp corner heading onto an almost deserted street.<br/><br/>Alan glanced over at the mention of a terminal, his expression mildly curious, "That depends on what you want to do. For simple things, you can access the grid from almost anywhere - but please don't try anything in here. Programming on the Grid is a bit different to programming in our world. I don't fancy the idea of this thing dissolving around us at this speed."<br/><br/>At the end of the road, a slender skyscraper rose like a spike from the Grid, with roads going off all four points. The top was crowned with a star like structure covered in many small points, lit from within. White power lines raced down the building from the large spiky structure. Alan pointed up to it, "That, is club Cross Points."<br/><br/>The lightrunner drove up to the building but did not stop. At the last moment a previously concealed door slid open to allow the pair to drive right into a wide parking bay of sorts, lit by white panels on the walls. Other lightrunners were parked, lit in different colours. Pulling into an unmarked spot, Alan turned off the Runner and opened the hatch to climb out.<br/><br/>Walking over to a wall, he placed his hand on it. The wall around his hand shimmered and went almost like glass as a display lit from within like a hologram. "This is the basic access terminal any User - that is the word for Humans down here - can create. You touch it and... will it to respond. Like a touch screen computer except it wont do anything unless you want it to. useing an interface here gives easy access to this building but you can use it to work on other areas of the grid. For something more general useing the floor outside is better. It is different from what you will be used to however, so expect a bit of a learning curve."<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><strong>~Syd~</strong><br/><br/>Quorra smiled sympathetically. "Transfer got you bad, huh? Don't worry, it will become clearer with time. It is good you remembered your User's name though. Mark. He created you. I am Quorra, sorry if I jumped in too soon." She smiled and motioned for Syd to follow as she began to make her way down the steps. "You are here to... be you. Be what and who you were made to be."<br/><br/>At the bottom of the steps a Recogniser was perched, main body lowered to allow easy access to the main holding area and cockpit. It was marked with blue lines. Quorra lead Syd up to it then moved her to stand in one of the lifts to the cockpit. "I'll get the other one, for some reason they only made them big enough for one person each..."<br/><br/>Up in control room of the Recogniser, a Blue lit female Program waited at the controls. With a nod from Quorra, she activated the vehicle, it's main compartment rose back up and it took off, flying at speed towards the nearby city.