<div class="floatleft">(http://img137.imageshack.us/img137/5489/tracysaffron.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Vict-R-YYY-1<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Wearing totally awesome Red coveralls!<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The closest B37 room<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Mask<br/><hr/><br/>Vict smiled brightly when he showed himself to be kind and considerate, yet when he wanted her to unplug the other man, she felt a bit confused.  On the one hand, the Computer didn't respond or offer anything for the briefing, so that made sense.  He was even kind enough to let her do it, allowing her to show her diligence and devotion.<br/><br/>Yet, she wasn't sure about the idea about unplugging someone.  She'd heard that unplugging a person while they were already tapped in could be dangerous.  No details, because it had only come up in another conversation and she couldn't really remember, but there it was.<br/><br/>She also wasn't entirely sure how the entire thing worked.  She had a little bit of training in systems like the security blast fields, but most of that was just rote, and she'd probably have to guess more than anything else at other stuff.<br/><br/>Plagued by uncertainty, what she decided to do was a compromise in her brain.  She moved over behind the Green worker and gently shook his shoulder.  "Mister?" she asked.  "We're here at B37.  Are you ready for us?"