<strong>~Toryk~</strong><br/><br/>Quorra smiled widely at the new Program. "Good to meet you Toryk. Well, I am informed about the functions of any new Program I am told to meet but reports like that seldom give the whole picture, if you know what I mean." She tilted her head and indicated the curving path through the wilderness of the Outlands. "If you could just follow me while you talk, there is a Recogniser waiting to Transport you and a couple other Programs who are about to rez in."<br/><br/>Starting to walk along the afore mentioned path Quorra led the way around a jagged outcrop from behind which the great expanse of the city came into view in the distance, awash with light against mostly dark surroundings. Down some stairs, tucked away and hidden in an indent in the landscape a blue Recogniser say waiting, body lowered and awaiting passengers.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><strong>~Marissa~</strong><br/><br/>Alan's smile was kind as he spoke gently, "Welcome to the Grid, Marissa. The Grid is the structured digital world inside computers and what you are experiencing now is in a sense an Avatar of your real self. That is not a detail that we usually go into but in your case I thought it best you fully understand right away. When your body is digitised, genetic - atomic - patterns are transferred into code in the computer and stored. What we are experiencing the projection of that data in the system. For these projections, a kind of correction process removes injury and sickness from your digital self; our versions of injury and sickness generally don't line up with what happens here so another way to look at it is that some things are just lost in translation. Don't let on but I feel, and essentially am, a good thirty years younger in here then back home, physically anyway." There was a cheeky glint in his eyes as he said this and his mouth twitched in a slight smile.<br/><br/>Standing, he sighed and grew serious again, "Unfortunately, the process doesn't work both ways. When we return to our world we are restored to the exact state that we left it in, as far as we can tell anyway. We have looked into changing that but, while theoretically it is possible, the risk of doing more harm then good if even the slightest calculation is wrong... Well, the results could be horrific." His expression and tone were serious, but still considerate as he said this and walked around to her side of the table, leaning slightly on the corner.<br/><br/>"Handling this all right so far?"