"Hm, more than just videogames..." was muttered by the other woman as her eyes focused differently again at one of the screens nearby, blank to Alice unless her Augmented Reality mode was active "Not your taste though, got it."<br/><br/>At her comment, she laughed a bit, apparently finding the notion of her irritation amusing.<br/><br/>"Yes, yeah, they do that.  Corps breed those guys I think; what better way to get ahead than with the glib charm of a carefully prepped psychopath?" the Israeli woman muttered, a hint of bitterness to her words "Get used to them, trust me, if you plan to keep up this work."<br/><br/>Time passed, aliens of and humanoids fighting on the AR screen with beyond hi-def detail, like real creatures duking it out save for the obvious damage scores involved and the startlingly accurate shots.  After a time, the woman spoke suddenly...<br/><br/>"Like them?  I built these ones myself." she said, eyes still focused on the screen and still smiling "Top of the line custom job, engraved them myself, funny how nifty these things are, definitely harder than real ones to take out with landmines... you can touch them if you want, I don't mind..."<br/><br/>Flirting?  Perhaps, especially as she turns and lifts a leg up to move it onto the woman's lap.  It had some weight to it, but it wasn't bone-crushing, but it certainly seemed to be of greater weight than a normal leg was.