Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)
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				Title: <strong>Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 00:21:42</strong>
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				<strong>Megatokyo, 2045</strong><br><br>Many years had come and gone since the big 'one' of 2010, and Tokyo had rebuilt into a massive supercity though the intervention of a handful of multinationals who had brought with them innovative technologies that were at the time not allowed in other countries. Japan, desperate to rebuild it's wounded economy, had agreed to them. <br><br>And with the megacorps came money and jobs again. Japan, once know for home electronics and computers, grew to be well known for cybernetic implants, cutting edge biotech and robotics so advanced they danced between the edge of being a machine and the grasp of the living. Second in line were Hong Kong and Macao who had been similarly rebuilt after a seaquake leveled a massive tidal wave over them.<br><br>Each city had grown large on the tech boom the companies had built with the relaxed laws and massive subsidies they had demanded. The ability to conduct massive amounts of R&amp;D in archologies (massive city sized buildings) made it easy to test and deliver items to market quickly as the production line was literally down the hall in some cases. <br><br>And when a project (or three) failed, the relaxed laws allowed the companies to use disposal methods that no other country would dream of.<br><br>Such as the transportation of prototype androids, nanites and other items in a single vehicle through a city highway. So naturally, from time to time there were accidents. Accidents that were quickly swept out of the public view.<br><br>Such as the blow out of a tire on one such transport resulting in the slinging of it's entire payload over the highway railing and into the city streets below.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 03:44:00</strong>
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				Chris Brown was one of the new arrivals. He had barely settled in, living in one of the Anglophone buildings a the foot of a hill, working admin for one of the creative firms. <br><br>He moved over here less than six months ago, and still had to rely on the visual recognition and translation equipment in his glasses to read street signs outside his own neighbourhood, work, or the game centres in the closest of the city's "downtown" areas.<br><br>At thirty-three, his short brown hair was starting to show a bit of grey. Grey eyes behind those glasses, fair skin suggesting his British roots. Even now he was a bit boyish in looks, and could stand to lose a little weight. <br><br>Leaving the subway station, he moved to cross to a gamestation. Four storeys of immersion games, action-sensitive fight rooms, and the new releases. <br><br>Tonight he was looking for the new patch and expansion for Princess Fury - he wanted to be able to save the world before the weekend was over, and he wanted to unlock her Red Queen costume tonight. He imagined his fury avatar would look pretty hot wearing it.<br><br>He looked up at a crack, like a shot being fired... then a screech of tyres. A track on the overpass above him slammed into its barrier, and its cargo container ripped open.<br><br>"What... look out!"<br><br>He ran back and pulled a young woman out of the way as a jumble of small plastic boxes started to fall from the overpass, as the truck started to spill its contents. <br><br>He curled over her, shielding her with his body. She stepped away, unhurt.<br><br>"Are you okay?" he asked her, and she asked him the same as he straightened up, aching from the hits... feeling something warm and wet run from his scalp.<br><br>He put his grazed hand up to it. It wasn't blood - it was silvery, like metallic paint. He wiped it on his raincoat, grimacing. "Great... Sure you're okay?" he asked the young woman. She nodded.<br><br>"Good." He idly scratched his chin, then rubbed his face... and a little of the silvery liquid slipped between his lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 03:58:24</strong>
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				She nods and dashes off, looking around to make sure there isn't anymore falling debris. <br><br>"Thanks..you were really nice to help me like that." She says as she hops into an autocab and pulls away. She says something else but lost in the screech of tires as the cab takes off on it's course.<br>it's<br>Chris' gaze returns to the goop on his hand as it suddenly starts to burn! With a convulsive shake he slings it off. Wow! Definitely toxic! The bit that slipped down into his mouth seems to turn to ice as it slides down his gullet. <br><br>Maybe it wasn't enough to hurt he thought, just as the rest of the contents of the cases and industrial drum land on him in one massive splash of the goop. Flailing around he feels the goo burn as he literally watches his arm melt in front of him before his legs give out in a flash of pain. Then the world seems to burn as the fire spreads over every nerve in his body, eating his flesh but strangely enough the pain is never enough to knock him out.<br><br>Unseen to his merely human senses the ooze, which was a swarm of hybrid dissassembler/assembler nanites, consumed his muscle and bone, while bonding to his nervous system. At the same time consuming an experimental android and adapting it to the needs of it's new host. Chris. Slowly burning away the tissue and bonding with and changing his nervous system before pulling in the prototypes hybrid organic/cybernetic systems into a new body it built around the still aware but blinded brain of Chris.<br><br>Slowly rebuilding him, though by the time real sensation had come back to him, he had finally and mercifully passed out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 04:43:24</strong>
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				He watches the girl go - then jumps as he feels the burning hiss. He throws off his coat, spits violently, stumbles away - and feels another box slam down and burst over him.<br><br>He can almost hear sirens over his screams, but he can't figure out where they're coming from as he starts to stumble away, before his legs buckle and everything goes black.<br><br>As he starts to stir, he can just feel something cold, hard and damp under him... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 04:58:50</strong>
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				Chris blinks as he looks down at the hand pushing up from the cold alleyway floor, which look like it was scoured into a clear bowl around him. The hand was completely encased in a tight black substance but clearly it wasn't his. Though it moved and responded at his thought, the fingers were long and tapering with.. a very lady like daintiness to them. A voice in his head shook him back to awareness.<br><br><em>Maria-X online, total time to assemble unit.. 4 hours, 12 minutes 23.2 seconds.</em><br><br>As he struggles to sit upright, it becomes very clear something had changed as he looks down at his body.<br><br>(http://i741.photobucket.com/albums/xx51/Calliedelnoire/bianca_beauchamp_latex.jpg)<br><br><br><br><br><br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 05:27:58</strong>
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				"What...?" he asks himself in a breathless voice as he looks at the hand. He flexes the thing fingers, feels the skintight latex glove covering them stretch - from the inside, like he's wearing it.<br><br>He blinks in shock as the voice speaks. "I... Maria?" That name seems familiar. A game?<br><br>Then he looks down - and she screams.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 05:40:34</strong>
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				The sounds of sirens in the distance returns, the acuity of her hearing seems almost supernatural. All her senses seem .. surreal in their acuteness. The voice returns.<br><br><br><em>Law enforcement units dispatch, non standard units. Private security interests. Recommendation: Departure, high probability of units being dispatched are to eliminate all witnesses to event that led to creation of Maria-X unit. Unit memory damaged in numerous sections, particularly in weapons, combat, construction and social sections. Unable to ensure survival in conflict at this time.</em><br><br>Nearby she can see her jacket lying where her frantic efforts to cast off the ooze.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 05:48:01</strong>
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				"What?!" she gasps as she shakes her head to try and focus - feeling this long black hair swing around from its roots in her scalp.<br><br>"Wh-what have you <em>done</em> to me?" she asks as she tries to get to her feet, feeling the latex cling everywhere, propping herself against a wall to stand in the insanely high stiletto heels. "Oh God, I look like a hooker... you made me a hooker..."<br><br>Bending over, she finds the corset stops her. Crouching slightly, she grabs what was once his coat. <br><br>"Keys," she whimpers. "Phone. Ambulance..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 05:58:52</strong>
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				<em>System detected sentience, incorporated Maria-X prototype around neural structures in effort to preserve life. Maria-X costumature systems damaged, need updating and reprograming to restore full mimetic functionality to Maria-X systems. Costume currently worn is both protective and designed to provide maximal distraction to any and all foes you might face.</em><br><br>Surprisingly, she finds it easy to balance on the absurd shoes and with the jacket the rest of the costume is hidden. Chris' keys and wallet luckily had been in the jacket when he had tossed it aside. <br><br><em>Emergency services are being diverted, all calls within a 14 block range are being directed to the interdiction units being sent here. Again, best course of action is to exit and go to ground in other location.</em><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 06:09:04</strong>
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				"Great."<br><br>She breathes a sigh of relief as she straightens up - as much as she can in a corset, and pulls on the coat. Another small, puffing "phew" as she finds the keys and wallet from the life she apparently just lost.<br><br>"Which way?" she asks, scanning the unfamiliar street signs - seeing them translated in her field of vision despite not having his old glasses on any more.<br><br>Recognising the way to the station, she starts to totter down the street.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 06:14:31</strong>
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				<em>Do you not have a unit of residence already? Merely return to it and remain there till such time as we are at a more optimum status. Estimated time for full incorporation of neural systems into Maria-X systems, 14 hours 12 minutes 19 seconds. Sustenance will be required. </em><br><br>The voice vanishes and she is left to wonder what the hell happened as with a start she realizes she can see easily in the strangely darkened streets as she gets to the station with no problems and onto what appears to be the last train of the night as the station literally turns off as the train pulls out. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 06:36:06</strong>
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				She started to answer back to the voice, but it stopped, leaving her alone. In a strange place, in a strange body.<br><br>She winced at every click of the high heels she was made to wear as she reached the station, paying in cash for a ticket back to her neighbourhood.<br><br>Pulling the coat close, hugging herself, she bit her lip as she started to tremble with shock.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 06:41:55</strong>
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				The shakes got worse as time wore on. She knew she had to be at the barest bottom of her reserves, because by the time she was at her door and fumbling with the key it was all she could do to slide it in with both hands and stagger into the place. Closing the door and stumbling into her bedroom to collapse on the bed in a death like sleep where dreams of being eaten alive or twisted into a surreal being out of this or that game he played went through his mind on endless loops till it was hard to tell where one nightmare ended and the next started. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 07:08:42</strong>
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				The walls of the new tenement blocks were soundproof, but anyone on their balcony might hear breathy moans through the half-open window.<br><br>Chris never normally dreamed so vividly. He relived every second from the crack - was it the tyre, or did someone shoot it? - to the woman starting to look up, running to grab her, the chemical sting. As she climbed into the autocab, what did she say? "Look out" perhaps?<br><br>Then the hissing, the screaming, someone trying to help but stopping as his boot heels boiled touching the overspill... stumbling away, feeling his legs give way... and bend...<br><br>No pain.<br><br>Remembering things after he blacked out. Seen by half-closed unconscious eyes, but still seen, in parts.<br><br>Skin boiling away, muscles bending and burning... new shapes starting to emerge. Half glimpsed, a breast forming. Blackness crawling over, taking form...<br><br>Chris woke up, as he had before. <br><br>His stomach tightened. He pushed his way off the bed and stood up. Not really noticing the way he swayed with each step to the fridge. Not really noticing slender hands with burgundy nails opening it, taking out the instant breakfast noodle, pulling the tab to activate it and tearing it open. Not really noticing soft lips more sensitive than usual sucking the warm noodles in.<br><br>Not really noticing until he finished the pack, activated another, and turned to get a glass of water, and felt hair in his mouth. He spat it out, looked at it... <br><br>And she just stopped herself screaming again. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 07:15:56</strong>
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				<em>Limited Costume profile recovery. Maria-X memory core at 24% integrity.</em> The voice in her head whispered as she recalled more fully the night before. The full impact of her situation hit as she glanced down to see the PVC outfit literally MELT into her body and a robe form around her in a tingle that felt both thrilling and disturbing. And left her a little on edge in ways she hadn't thought possible.<br><br><em>Resume consumption of mass quantities of food. System biostock at dangerous levels.</em> The voice was backed up with a growl from her stomach that she was sure the neighbors heard.<br><br><br>(http://i741.photobucket.com/albums/xx51/Calliedelnoire/bianca-beauchamp-0001.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 07:29:00</strong>
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				"Alright," she whimpered as she gulped down the glass of water, opened the second pack and looked for what else there was. Cereal, mozzarella toaster pockets, sliced chicken and bread to make sandwiches...<br><br>She ate quickly.<br><br>"If..." She stopped, and subvocalised, enunciating without speaking. "If we restore full capacity... can you rebuild me?"<br><br>She looked down at her body in the soft, cool robe she now wore. It felt almost like silk. And almost fell open.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 07:33:29</strong>
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				<em>Unit is fully built, all that remains is restoration of Maria-X prototype power systems, shape configuring and costumeture manufacturing abilities</em><br><br>She wasn't sure what all that meant but it was not the most positive assurance she had heard about returning to her original form.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 07:40:54</strong>
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				"And, uh... how do we restore that?" Chris asked, biting her soft full lip. "Because, um... I was... male."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 07:49:57</strong>
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				<em>Attainment of male gender is outside design criteria of Maria-X prototype unit. Multifunctional<br>&nbsp; Anthropomorphic Robotic Intelligence Android eXperimental is strickly a female simulcrum. Fully functional with organic and cybernetic enhancements. Neuro-systems of yourself form the backbone of the Maria-X mainframe/datat net.</em> <br><br>She could see images of the Maria-X cyberform flash in her field of vision. She was VERY anatomically correct and definitely all woman. A lot of the terminolgy was beyond her but the gist of it was that Maria was to be some sort of infiltration/subversion unit, capable of blending in a variety of social events and situations. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 21:59:13</strong>
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				"So I'm a spy? A <em>girl</em> spy?" Chris's heart sank. He was dead, a dead man's mind trapped in a false body built like a playbeing.<br><br>She swallowed the last of the noodles with a hard, frightened gulp.<br><br>Then the robe fell open. <br><br>She couldn't help but stare.<br><br>"Oh God... that's <em>me</em>."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 22:06:06</strong>
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				<em>Unit refabrication on the level you desire is not possible without assistance from the primary assembler unit. Definitely within ability of primary assembler unit to reconstruct or alter Maria-X unit on that scale.</em> Come her reply from the voice in her head. <em>Limitations of unit refarbiaction are minor cosmological shape adaptions, skin and hair alterations and costume fabrication. All such files are in need of repair and recoding. Unable to self alter code, requires outside knowledge and assistance. You must acquire such assistance. System telemetry link, biostructure augmentation and limited combat facilities are available at this time </em><br><br>That was a very confusing and 'geekspeak' loaded explantion that she found her self working though slowly, though it seemed a lot easier to recall everything she heard or said or experienced.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 23:28:27</strong>
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				So he could perhaps become himself again... but first he had to help her back to full power. Not only was he now a next-gen sexkitten doll, he was broken.<br><br>"O-okay," she subvoc-ed haltingly. "Where do I go for outside assistance? What will I have to do to get it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 23:31:43</strong>
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				<em>Unknown. Manufacturer data corrupted. Coding data requires skilled programming talent. Perhaps you know such a person? They could perhaps assist in the recovery of corrupted code.</em><br><br>Good question, who did Chris know who was good with advanced computer coding?
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 02:17:04</strong>
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				"I don't know abyone I'd trust to reprogram my <em>body!</em>" she said out loud. "Oh God... it doesn't even know <em>why</em> it did this to me."<br><br>Chris slumped in her... his chair. It seemed too high and too hard for her now. She shifted on her bottom, trying to get comfortable. <br><br>He did know some capable programmers... but nobody he'd risk his life on trusting with something like this.<br><br>She huddled in the cool, gleaming robe. "Okay... least bad option... Takumi." Takumi was a designer at the company who programmed his own software mods. If he couldn't help, he might know someone who could.<br><br>"I can't go out like this, though."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 02:25:22</strong>
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				<em>Scanning for remaining feasible templates and comparing them against the 'suitable' criteria given by your mind.</em> For a long moment MANY various forms of latex and lace fly through her field of vision as the system seems to 'peek around' in her mind.<br><br><em>Implementing TAME outfit</em> She can almost here the artist sniff of disapproval as her robe vanishes and the very sensual tingle goes over her body.<br><br>(http://i741.photobucket.com/albums/xx51/Calliedelnoire/bluejeansbianca.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 02:37:14</strong>
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				She felt the tight pants, and the sudden pressure of wearing high heels again, and steeled herself to look down.<br><br>"I... I can't wear this out!" She stared down at her breasts, clad only in lace. "I need... I need a top or something. Please?"<br><br>She stumbled to the bedroom, opened the wardrobe and, as she was about to reach for a T-shirt, looked at her reflection in the mirror.<br><br>"That... that's me?" She stared, wide eyed. "I'm... oh God... I'm beautiful."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 02:42:12</strong>
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				<em>Nothing in profile at this time would meet 'modesty' filter set by you. Suggest you take a tshirt from your wardrobe.</em> Again the feeling of slight disdain at her 'lack' of appreciation for the files on hand seems to be passed on though the link.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 02:50:03</strong>
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				"It's... it's nice..." She tried to stop herself staring at her own reflection.<br><br>"Uh, but we're going out. In, in daylight. To see... normal people."<br><br>Her gaze drifted back to her dark doe eyes, soft pink lips... She was the girl of his dreams.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 02:52:46</strong>
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				<em>Indeed.</em> The voice replies. <em>That was the intent of the mission. To go out and secure a programmer to assist in the recovery of files. Without the recover of lost files, I can't identify manufactuer of Maria-X</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 03:05:56</strong>
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				"A-alright."<br><br>She pulled out a plain black-turned-grey T-shirt that was a little too tight for Chris now, pulling it over her head... taking care not to smudge her makeup. <br><br>Was she even wearing makeup, or did she just look like she was? Putting a finger to her lip and drawing it along, she looked at it and saw a hint of pink. The better to infiltrate, she supposed.<br><br>"Should I... shop?" She would need more 'real' clothes if he was going to be her for a while.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 03:08:30</strong>
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				<em>There is no reason not to, but query: were you not eager to find assistance to undo this female condition?</em> The voice seems to be evolving a personality and one that seems willing to keep her from being too distracted. <em> Funds, of course, would be no problem as with the telelink protocol most common cash machines are easily interfaced with.</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 03:22:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am," she spoke quietly out loud. "But... it might take a while."<br><br><em>And there are a dozen things I'd like that girl to wear</em>, he thought to himself.<br><br>"So, erm... I'd have to know my sizes. And... need a new name for credit details. So I'm... Christine now, I suppose."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 03:25:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>You data stream from the swipe card in your wallet is quite easily edited by your machine link abilities. I can stream the data to ensure whatever appearance you have will be verified as valid by the machine you use so long as you avoid major bank transactions into the million plus range.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 03:43:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"In the..." She blinked.<br><br>Make that two dozen things...<br><br>"Alright. Let's... get a cab to Takumi's..."<br><br>Stumbling more from shock than from wearing high heels, she headed for the door, pulling on a thin imitation leather jacket.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 04:01:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>You acquire programing skills or assume the right identity that limit wold be quite easily surpassed.</em> The implications of what she can do are starting to hit as she gets in the cab and her fare is automatically paid.q
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 04:23:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The right identity?" she silented back as she tottered into the aircab, buckled in and gave directions to the art-tech quarter of the local subset of the city.<br><br>She thought about the possibilities of being so rich. She could, if worst came to worst, have the old Chris cloned and his brain put in the new body. If the replacement for his old body would let him... which he doubted. She frowned as she considered this, turning her attention to the cityscape below as the cab started to rise.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 04:26:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Of course, you could quite simply assume almost any woman's identity. With the right preparation you could dispose of her, get a stim-sim recording of her memories and assume her life.</em><br><br>The matter of fact tone in the explanation told her a lot of about her new body's creators.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 05:10:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wrinkled her button nose in disgust and horror. "That's... don't. Don't make suggestions like that. Okay?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 05:14:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>You enquired as to the options. I am merely stating fact. As it is, you will sooner or later have to develop alternate IDs. Given that your life span is effectively unlimited, baring a dire mortal event. </em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 05:29:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris's dark eyes widened in shock. She said nothing for a moment, her thought racing, then finally subvoced "I'll... bear that in mind."<br><br>She looked down at her perfectly manicured hands. <br><br><em>So now I'm rich, immortal, beautiful... if this was a game it'd be great...</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 05:43:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Of course your existance must remain a secret, if it is known the Maria-X prototype works they will try to reverse engineer us. </em><br><br>Somehow she didn't think that would be a good thing from it's comment. The cab lands in front of the apartment building and the cabbie looks back, taking in her tight shirt. <br><br>"We're here sweet thing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 04:25:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris gives him an appreciative smile. "Thank you."<br><br>She pushes herself up on to his feet, sways for a moment in the heels as her new body balances itself despite his natural inclination to fall, and steps out, looking up at Takumi's building, a mass of cubes put together like gleaming white Lego. Attempting a confident stride... and feeling herself assume it casually... she started to walk over.<br><br>"Fujioki Takumi," she asked at the front desk with a slight smile. "I'm... a friend of Chris Brown..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 04:29:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh right." the receptionist stands up and leans over as he gives her a long list of directions to get to the cubicle in question. She doesn't realize till about the last 5 that he was totally checking her top out!<br><br>"Need anything else miss.." He says as he tunes back into her face. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 05:15:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blinks as she realises the man's eyes have drifted down, then blushes slightly as he looks back. "Ahh... n-no, thank you." She dips in a small bow and goes to the elevator.<br><br>Takumi's apartment is on the fifth floor. This is probably early enough to catch him asleep at the weekend, not at his workshop.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 05:24:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No problem if you change your mind." He calls after her as she heads to the elevator. Without even looking she KNEW he was checking her butt out. The elevator opened and it was a quick enough ride to the fifth floor. She could actually sense the computer controlling the elevator and the camera in the corner of the booth.<br><br>Finally the door opened and it was just a few minutes till she found herself at Takumi's door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 05:36:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She half looks up at the camera as she 'hears' it, but avoids giving it a direct look, not enough for facial recognition to process.<br><br>She walks up to the door, presses the button... facial recog will have to get this, but it's protected by privacy issues. To some extent.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 05:43:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She pushed the buzzer and heard the circuit go to 'silence'. Clearly the geek was hung over and not taking visitors. She could 'sees' the bell circuit and interlinked computer in her new senses so easily. If it wasn't so simple a system she wouldn't understand it, but even the vast array of building systems around her could make sense, if she ever figured out how to learn what the signals meant.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 05:58:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blinks, seeing it overlaid over her normal perceptions. "Oh that's... weird." She screws her eyes shut, then opens them again, and presses the button again.<br><br>"Can I just make the door open?" she subvocs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 06:01:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>It's purely mechanical. You could quite likely pull the locking mechanism out of alignment if you apply enough force properly. But that would leave traces and be very noisy.</em> Even as the voice response, tell-tells pop up on her vision to show how to do just that. As well as notations for where to kick to pop the lock
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 06:15:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay, Plan B." With that, she knocks hard on the door. <br><br>"If this doesn't work, I'll have to phone him, with my old ident." She knocks again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 06:16:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Or you could bypass his computer lockout and turn the house speaker by his bed up to max volume</em> The voice points out as she knocks hard on the door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 06:31:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods, and subvocs "maybe not maximum, I want him able to hear what I have to say."<br><br><em>What the thousand hells</em> am <em>I going to say? Can I tell him the truth?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 06:35:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She 'feels' her way though and it's like she IS the keyboard and mouse, AND the computer. She 'types' in the password, so easy to see on a home computer, disables the bell cutout and reinstates the normal volume level before turning it up to the police over ride levels. <br><br>Several moments later, she is greated by a terrible sight. A hungover and very messed up geek, one so hung over he doesn't register that he's talking to her chest as he opens the door and blearily demands .. "Doyouknowwhattimeitis?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 06:52:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Breakfast time. Start with water." She smiles nonchalantly. "I'm Chris's friend, you probably fell asleep again after they called ahead at the front desk to let me in." She leans closer, putting a foot across the threshold.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 07:00:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He moans and whimpers, possibly out of the volume of her voice and/or the brightness of the hall lights. Staggering back and away from the door he leaves it open for her to follow as he half staggers half falls into his kitchen, pulling open a fridge door and grabbing a massive bottle of water. A gesture at the coffee machine turns it on and running. All around the room, various utilities and programs come to life as he half collapses on the couch and suckles at the water bottle.<br><br>"Habu Sake isn't a good thing let me tell you. And if you're a friend of Chris' I'm the reincarnation of Marilyn Monroe.. what do you want?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 09:19:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She click-clacks in, suddenly glad of the high heels for bringing her back to almost the right height. Being shorter than Takumi would really dent her confidence, and that's all she has right now.<br><br><em>The reincarnation of Marilyn Monroe... I think part of me might be based on her.</em><br><br>"You're right, I'm not. But I do know him, and you're the best 'wareman he knows. So you're the best 'wareman <em>I</em> know. And I need you to repair some of my brain links. As a favour to him." She pauses as she assesses his reaction, guessing it isn't good. <br><br>"I can also pay you. In large enough untraceable numbers to be worth your time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 16:37:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Tell him the files in question are in his computer, under 'Maria-X'. I have uploaded a good portion of the damaged code and modules.&nbsp; Some are intact save file names, while others are terribly corrupted. I am not sure of the content of all of them.</em><br><br>The man blinked at that comment, an finished off the water in a final big gulp.<br><br>"This isn't something that is illegal or will get special crimes down on my door will it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 23:42:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Very possibly. But they're not here now, and if we're careful they won't arrive. Check your comp for a directory called Maria-X. That's my... operating system. And it needs patching."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 23:53:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He spins around and starts looking at the massive number of files, opening one with an apprecitive whistle.<br><br>"I get to use this code for my projects okay?" He says as he looks over code with a curious intensity. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 00:16:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's fine by me... but don't use it to make any more people like me. I'm not a good thing to have more of."<br><br>This may sound ironic coming from a beautiful girl in tight clothing, but she sounds like she means it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 00:33:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"This is software babe, I can't even begin to think of the nanoculture that would make a<br>cybersystem like you." His eyes roam over her form before returning to looking over the coding.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 00:41:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She feels herself start to blush again as he ogles her. "So, can you... fix it? Can you make me work?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 00:49:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods as he starts coding.<br><br>"Coffee babe, black and something with it. Stay close by, I'll need to ping yourself to get a feel for how some of these files work." He types in a command and her hair changes color then slips back, and continues to work without noticing it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 01:00:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah, uh... o-okay." She blanches as her hair changes colour.<br><br>"Did he do that?" she subvocalises as she totters over to the coffee machine.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 01:39:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>He uploaded a corrected protocol. It triggered a minor coloration change. </em> It says in response. <em>Once the update was triggered you shifted from the current state to default state before shifting back</em><br><br>The kitchen is clean, if a bit disoranigzed. LOTS of geek food.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 01:59:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So... he can change me." She gulps slightly.<br><br>She sighs as she looks around the kitchen. Chris's - hers - is a lot worse.<br><br>"Milk? Sugar?" <br><br>She goes over to the recently boiled pot, picks up a company mug and starts to pour the coffee.<br><br>"I've been a girl for less than a day and I'm already making coffee for a man..." she mutters to herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 02:05:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Black!" He yells back. "You deaf or what?" <br><br>Ah yes, he's in his coding corner now. Rude and loud. "Fix some noodles too, and resysnch with my computer, I need to look over the protocols. Hell, when you're done just lay down on the couch an take a nap."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 02:13:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She glowers as she pours a cup of dark rich coffee, then looks in the fridge for instant noodles. Finding a pack, she opens the seal and shakes the sauce packs as the pack heats up.<br><br>"I can't just... lie down and nap," she says as she brings through the noodle box and coffee cup.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 02:20:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It's simple, you lay your cute ass down on the couch, stay linked with the computer and let me figure out the protocol. You get a nap or just lay there I don't care." <br><br>She had to remind herself, that he did this to everyone who he worked for. And could get away with it due to the fact that he coded and decoded better than any 5 men combined.<br><br><em>We can induce a substained dreamstate, you are still in recovery. In a very real way we we born yesterday.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 02:45:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Alright," she grumbles to both the hectoring voices, and totters over to the couch to lie down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 02:56:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She slips onto the couch, and forces herself to relax. The constant hum in the back of her head fades as darkness enfolds her.<br>---<br><br>Chris blinks as the world rushes back into focus and shakes his head. Last thing he recalled was pushing someone out of the way of falling debris. A nice sized bird's egg is soft to his touch as he sits up in what looks to be a hospital room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 03:16:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ohhh, thank God," he groans as he looks around, then down at what he's holding.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 03:24:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A standard hospital gown covers his body. As he looks around and takes in the room, an IV is in one arm.<br><br>A strangely familiar woman in a nursing outfit comes into the room. <br><br>"Oh sir, you shouldn't be up, your injuries were quite severe and we're under strick orders to keep you in bed till it's time to start the operation on your condition." She says as she pushes him back and straps him onto the bed. "You could hurt yourself."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 03:27:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Condition?" he echoes. "But... I feel fine... I think maybe I got a little burned by that stuff, but... I'm okay..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 03:32:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh no sir, we've got to it just in time." She removes the bag from the IV bag after she finishes strapping him down. "You'll be just fine after the upgrade."<br><br>She turns to get a bag of quicksilver like solution from a cart that an identical woman wheels in, the logo on the bag slipping in and out of focus as she hooks it up and checks the feed into the IV carefully. <br><br>"Don't you worry honey, this will make you all right." She says with a smile. "It's all sorts of good stuff for a growing girl."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 05:18:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Upgrade? I don't... need..." He trails off as he sees the mercury gleam of the bag. "No..."<br><br>He shivers at her smiling reassurance. "Girl? I - I - I'm not a girl!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 05:24:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course you're not." She says with a gentle touch to Chris' lips. "yet..we're going to fix that."<br><br>Yet another identical nurse rolls in with a cart of 'parts' and a flashing brain. <br><br>"And after the upgrade we'll put in some new parts to make you feel all better." <br><br>Chris watched as the silver fluid entered his arm. It was like his veins turned to fire, then ice, then back again. As he felt the fluid slide though his arm, he watched helplessly as the arm changed. Hair literally faded into the skin as the coloration lightened and his skin started to take on a softer tone to it. His fingers shrank and thinned as the nails grew out and started to take on a clear sheen. He could feel the fluid moving upward to his shoulder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 06:00:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"N-no, don't do this! Please! Oh... oh God no..."<br><br>He watches, unable to look away, as his arm starts to change. <br><br>"Don't make me a girl! I don't want it!"<br><br>He strains at his bonds, trying to get free, to pull the IV out, to screatch at his arm as the liquid spreads, through his shoulder, into his chest, his neck...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 06:14:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The nurses move over to 'comfort' Chris as the tingling change continues. The 'leader' tuts and opens the gown. What little body hair he had rapidly vanishes as his skin smooths out and lightens. From his point of view it's easy to see the change spreading.<br><br>"Oh look, you're doing so well. I'm sure you'll fill out fine." She says as she reach down to cup the breasts that are forming. "Don't they feel so good?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 15:46:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He tries to scream as he sees his hairless chest swell and waist shrink.<br><br>"No, no... nnn..." He trembles at the sensations of her hand carressing his growing breast. "Don't... please... stop... I'm a man..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 17:04:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The tingling moved upward and downward from his blooming chest, and anther nurse brought a mirror into view so he could see the changes.<br><br>"Not for much longer sweetie, don't worry once we put Maria in there you'll LOVE the new you. You'll be programmed to." The changes progressed forward as his protesting voice shifted upward in pitch and he watch his hair change in texture and color while the changes started on his face. Already he could feel his other arm change.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 21:34:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't - want to be Maria!" he screams, his voice cracking, frightened and girlish. "Don't..." <br><br>He watches as, past his full breasts, he sees his genitals retreat inside the space between his hips as they pull apart. First his sac empties inwards, then his penis folds down and away, neatly, leaving a slit.<br><br>"Stop... don't..." He feels his eyes water, tears run down perfectly smooth cheeks as silky black hair falls in front of the crying girl's eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 21:39:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Another nurse appears, were they triplets or quints' he wondered as he felt his organs shiver as they changed, new sensations rushing over him as he changed from man to woman. Already he could feel something different 'down' there as the changes continued downward towards their inevitable conclusion.<br><br>The new nurse pulled out a crystalline shard that she placed on Chris' forward, where it seemed to slide into his brow like it was soft putty leaving no trace of it's passing. Already he could feel something going on there.<br><br>"Don't worry Maria..this will make everything come into focus."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 21:54:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris blinks back tears as another of the beautiful clones looms over him... her... obcuring her view of her changed body, but she can still feel it, settling into her new form.<br><br>"Please don't," she whimpers as she feels the data crystal slip into her brow, knowing her begging will be ignored.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 21:58:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Suddenly she sits up and realizes it was all a dream. Gasping as she puts a hand to her breast, she stifles a shriek as it hits her what happened. The sheer terror and surreal nature of the dream blend with the events of the alley for a moment before she realizes a couple things.<br><br>One, she's covered by a blanket on the couch. And two, there is NOTHING under the blanket but skin. Her clothing is gone. Over by the computer, all that can be heard is typing as the code flies by on three separate screens.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 01:16:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stifles a shriek as she looks aroudn wildly. <br><br>"Not a nightmare. <em>That</em> was a nightmare. <em>All</em> a nightmare." <br><br>She looks down at her body and scowls. <br><br>"And, and where... I, I should at least have a shirt on..."<br><br>She starts to glance around, cautiously, keeping the blanket over her new shape.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 01:22:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sorry, I wasn't sure what would happened when I recoded the clothing routines. I wasn't sure what would happened so I figured rather than having you wake up naked, I put a blanket over you." She sees him grin in the darkness, clearly she hadn't completely covered up when she sat up. "I should be up and running in about an hour or two.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 02:17:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And... my shirt?" she asks, pulling the blanket down over her crotch. "Can I have some clothes in the meantime? More blankets at least?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 02:21:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The shirt wasn't part of the costume?" He asked as he flipped her over another blanket. "Your sleep routines helped me learn a bit about how your interface works, I wouldn't mind another look at that. could be useful."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 02:37:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, it wasn't..." She sighs as she takes the second blanket, wrapping the first under her legs and using the added coverage.<br><br>"I could sleep again. But... I have bad dreams."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 02:40:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Might as get them overwith huh?" He says as he types a command in and she feels the computer link with her. It's not the conforting easy way she did normally. "This is high volume code here, it's not going to be nice to ride I'm thinking. Least no one with a NORMAL cyberinterface can handle this much, you're at least a generation or more ahead of the tech curve hot stuff."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 03:10:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Lucky me," she says with a fake sweet smile, rubbing her temple. "Get on with it," she adds as she reluctantly lies back and closes her eyes again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 03:25:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh you're awake, good." This time Chris woke to a massive amount of bandages and heavy casts laid over his limbs. The nurse patted his mummified form affectionately. <br>"You were out for a while after the cases fell on you. We were scared you'd never <br>wake up again."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 01:24:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nnn... what? I... I was dreaming. About..."<br><br>He looks down at his body, at the shape of it... then back at the nurse, at her face.<br><br>"About something in the cases... doing things to me. Changing me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 02:33:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Dont' worry honey, that's to be expected. Head injuries are all like that, you see and experience things that aren't what real life is all about." She pats Chris' arm reassuringly. "How about I take off the hand wraps and you can see you're all the way you're supposed to be."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 03:21:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"A-alright," he agrees weakly.<br><br>He wants to scream as the bandages reveal slender, girlish hands with long metallic red fingernails.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 03:25:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"See?" She says as she continues to unwind the bindings without noticing Chris' growing expression of horror. "You're still all perfectly find, the burns healed up with no side effects what so ever." <br><br>She moves down to start unwinding a foot, still chatting in a reassuring ton. "You were quite lucky you know, those could have ruined your body..and it's too lovely a one to risk such a thing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 03:33:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No... I'm a man..." Wasn't this a nightmare? Is he really the girl being unwrapped and revealed? Was he ever anything else?<br><br>"I was a man, before... I swear..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 03:36:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You sure honey? Cause we got your file right here." She taps the computer screen to show Chris' female face on a screen with all the facts of his life, but twisted to read as a woman.<br><br>She pulls out a women's wallet and purse and shows the ID in it, Chris again as a girl. She pats Chris' cheek reassuringly. "Don't worry honey, you'll be fine when your husband comes to get you you'll see."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 03:49:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stares at the file, at the beautiful face alongside... at it reflected in the screen. "No... Oh God... Husband?" she asks, shocked, her girlish voice audibly scared.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 03:56:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't worry, he's perfectly happy to hear you're unharmed" She gently pats the now swelling belly that was suddenly covered with anything beyond a blanket. "And your little girl of course.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 04:07:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stares at her belly and starts to shiver, unable to even scream.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 04:17:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And something seems to go <strong>CLICK</strong> in her head. The nurse and the hustle and bustle of the hospital freeze in mid motions, and she is lying on the bed. Naked, female but completely NOT pregnant.<br><br>Only then does it hit her that this is all a dream.<br><br><em>Correct, interface upgrade complete. Communications restored while 'hacker' is updating exterior communications suite.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 04:23:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fuck!" She looks down at her body as it glitches... and stays female.<br><br>"I'm male," she says out loud.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 04:30:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Evidence to the contrary. You're a fully functional female simulcrum, capable of simulating a female human in all ways to the 9th percentile range, with the possibilty of conception without surgical assistance being the only differece.</em><br><br>The hospital room starts to fade away and a blank room walled (and floored/ceilinged) in a neon green blur of numbers appears. It has an 'unformed' feeling to it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 06:43:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I could... I don't want..." <br><br>She looks around at the code walls, squinting. "Yeah, I saw this movie. Zac Efron didn't suit the big black coat..."<br><br>She stands, and goes to where the door was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 06:47:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She feels the 'code wall' part as she starts moving though the system. At one point it's pretty clear that she's actually in her hacker's system. Dream and machine systems are blurring together. The first hint was the sheer amount of porn scenes she was moving though.<br><br>There must be terabytes of encoded media resting on his file server, and she was walking though scenes that graced her younger years. <br><br><em>It would appear that your machine interface is somewhat functional now.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 07:32:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She tries not to look too closely at the porn.<br><br>"Good," she says idly, looking around at her slightly blurred memories. <br><br>He stops at one in particular, looking up at his mother. "Oh God... I hope you never see me like this..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 07:37:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Doubtful, given that you would have to initate contact, identify yourself and generally work a minor miracle to prove to her who you really are.</em><br><br>Memory, recollection and the contents of a porn server are not the best places to let your thoughts wander, she realizes as images of her mother shift and meld with the aforementioned porn. Turning away from the image before she freaked out, she feels/smells/tastes a way out and into a more normal section of the file server. <br><br>Clearly she was adapting to being able to operate on a level most humans could never understand. Accounts and bills were all laid out in a 3d reprensentation of a secure accounting program. Paying her help would be quite easy with this information She could drop the money into his escrow accounts, checking, savings or money market. And, she noted, just as easily ruin him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 08:02:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good to know," she muses to herself as she looks around the virtual tour of Takumi's finances. <br><br>She squints, imagining it presented as a real bank - a head office, with marble floors and attentive assistants.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 08:08:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And the image builds and resolves into place. She can feel the chill of the marble floor as she walks barefooted (and naked) across the bank floor. Off to one side is a row of teller booths, each labeled for one of Takumi's finances, and a small row of machines that seem to tally up to his various expenses.<br><br>Through out the bank lobby and main floor, a variety of small remote droids humm back and forth. Most likely monitoring systems and links to the actual accounts, she realizes as she starts to build an image of clothing over herself. A small thin bank manager walks over and gives a&nbsp; polite bow.<br><br>"How may we help madam today?" He says in accented english.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 08:12:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks down at what she's now wearing... <br><br>Then she looks back at the manager, making the movement a polite short bow. <br><br>"A transfer of funds into one of Fujioki-san's escrow accounts."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 08:17:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah of course." He leads the way, and Chris just seems to KNOW what to type into the small gleaming keyboard of flashing numbers to divert this or that fractional amount into this. Or which accounts she could tap into without worrying about any sort of oversight.<br><br>This was a defunt corps discresionary fund, now 'lost' in the data stream. That was the hidden accounts of a Bunraku parlor in Harajuku. This was the slush fund of a data theif who had been 'Killed by Organ Request' by the Chinese government for intrusion into their systems. And so on and so for.<br><br>She paid what she promised for his help, all the while wondering where was she getting all this data from? Who would have a data archive of this sort that she would have instant access to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 08:26:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I must be online," she figures, looking at her nails. "Wish I could look like me in here," she adds, looking at whatever it is she's now wearing in an attempt to blend in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 16:02:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The outfit was the current look in 'office lady' fashion. A tight skirt to her knees with 2 inch heels and a jacket that helped emphasize her already impressive bust. Her hair was done in a bun with a pair of chopsticks holding it in place. <br><br>She did look like herself, she realized with a shock. Her NEW self that was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-08-2009, 00:11:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>This feels so... comfortable</em>, she thinks irritably. <em>Like it wants me to be happy looking like this... dressing like this. And... it's working.</em> The virtual silk-lined skirt hugging her shapely virtual legs as she walks through the virtual bank feels very pleasing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-08-2009, 00:15:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>There are 97 data archives we have access to at the moment documenting these clothes, do you wish to pursue that train of thought to see what else makes you feel comfortable? As yet, the clothing archive is still one of the most damaged sectors with only the covert operations systems being more so. I suggest, however we set about constructing an identity while your systems are being recoded.</em><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-08-2009, 04:51:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I... suppose so," she says to herself, annoyed that it now seems to be reading her thoughts in here as well as her subvocalising. <br><br>She almost manages to stop herself thinking <em>I always did like gearing up female avatars</em> but the idea still creeps through. <em>Maybe the best way to think of this.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-08-2009, 04:53:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The voice (and it's presence) fade from her awareness as she images a door and steps though. The resulting hallway shifts into the shape of a massive archology mall complex that she used to go to get stuff all the time. Only this complex seemed to be host to a variety of stores dealing in only one thing.<br><br>Women's fashions.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-08-2009, 05:21:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"God help me," she whispers to herself as she starts to walk. "Find something that isn't... slutty. Or girly, or weird some other way..."<br><br>But even as she tells herself this, she can't help but look at the stores... seems like every window display is something designed to draw attention to a woman's figure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-08-2009, 05:25:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The stores aren't as realistic or automated as the 'bank' was, but she found that where she went if she looked in the window there would be an image of her in the outfit that had been displayed in it as she approached. And if she 'touched' the image, it would change what she was wearing.<br><br>And since she wasn't actually buying the outfits, she could change as much as she pleased as she walked the length of the mall. There were all sorts of varieties. Lingerie, business wear, casual, formal, high fashion, street chic, and styles she had never seen before she came to this 'mall.'
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-08-2009, 06:18:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She recognises her reflection in the first window she gets close to. A sportswear shop, it resolves from a white tennis outfit to herself dressed as a cheerleader. <br><br>"Oh, just perfect," she groans. <br><br>Backing away, she sees herself parading in lingerie, dressed as one of the nurses, in a catsuit, a Supergirl costume... <br><br>She stops as she sees herself wearing something practical, a black trouser suit (http://images.primecurves.com/bianca-beauchamp-corporate-strip/1.jpg). But even here she sees a pink satin blouse underneath... and as she touches the glass, she feels herself first being dressed in the lacy underwear hidden beneath the suit. Looking down, she steps back.<br><br>Looking over the mall again, she walks back to the lingerie store and enters.<br><br>"In for a penny..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-08-2009, 06:34:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was kind of like being in an online game, she felt, as she wandered the store. Touch this display and it was something nice in lace. The next was a naughty mesh outfit that hid little. The one after that was an old fashioned sort of outfit that 'hinted' at skirt-ish-ness. <br><br>She had just touched one display which had put her in a tight black corset combo that set off her eyes when she head a gentle cough. <br>(http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2147/2514269557_8cc18caf0f_o.jpg)<br><br><br>"I like that look a lot my dear..wander though secure sytems a lot to window shop?" A very masculine voice says from behind her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 02:56:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasps as she feels the corset tighten around her, pushing up her bosom, and as she starts to roll on the virtual stockings, feeling them cling to her legs through sense feedback. <em>God, that feels good...</em><br><br>She gasps again and turns at the voice. "It's the only way to shop in a hurry," she replies, trying to sound casual. "Although I prefer the real experience..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 03:07:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I was just asking cause..well most folks don't have the gear to get the full sensory impressions yet and I don't recognize you as one of the hacking underground and you're not pinging a corp identifer. Or any ID for that matter.' He says as he leans against the doorway, appreciating the show with a wry smile. He's slim, dapper and more than a little sure of himself as he lounges in his duster.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 03:12:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks him up and down, and smiles. "Well now, that would be because I don't exist, clearly." <br><br>Not sure if he's real or part of her virtual hallucinations, she looks over the displays. "But since you're here, a gentleman's opinion. What should I try on next?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 03:26:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm not that much of a gentleman to want you in more than that." He says with a grin, and somehow Chris feels that he's undressing her with his eyes, and perhaps even doing the equivalent of a 'screenshot' or three. <br><br>"But if I must.." He looks around for something he liked. "Why not something in leather? I think you'd look good in black leather. Nice and..tight leather." He adds with a genuine grin and not a leer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 03:33:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she feels the imaging being taken, she smirks. It seems quite flattering... She resists the temptation to pose for the camera.<br><br>"Leather it is," she smirks, accessing suitable options from her log. "So, as I'm doing that for you, who am I doing it for?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 03:45:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm Nobody." He says with a shrug. "N.O.B.O.D.Y. Cause I get into stuff 'nobody' should be able to." He winks as she dresses. "Makes things more confusing for the corp types who refuse to believe I exist. The ones who wouldn't pay to keep me on their side of the war."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 04:47:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I see. Like 'Nobody has blinded me'. How classical." <br><br>She slips into a leather corset (http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3022/2568328843_cfa195d180.jpg) and fishnet hose, zipping herself into thigh boots. Styling her hair to suit, she twirls for his approval.<br><br><em>Why do I want his approval...?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 04:53:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Delicious.." She can see his smile broaden. "So, what is your name? I gave you mine, it's only right the lady does the same for me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 04:58:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Christine," she replies, posing for him, enjoying his smile... enjoying his attentions.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 05:02:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"A lovely name for a lovely woman." He says as he walks over to present her with a flower with a florish. She can sense the coding that went into it. Impressive given that his brain wasn't clusters of nano-computers like hers was. "Would you like to go for a walk? We still got the nice orbital fashions two doors down, and I know you'd look awesome in some of the smart plastics they have further down. German engineering mixed with fashionistas from Milan."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 00:21:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She takes the flower with a coy smile, admiring its colour and scent while at the same time seeing its design and attention to detail.<br><br>"I'm always glad to have a gentleman's opinion," she replies, and offers her arm, playing the role as well as she can.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 01:22:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The flower 'smells' enchanting, but she notices a small creeper trying to twist around her finger as she holds it. A second of concentration reveals it to be a tracer program, and another second allows her to unravel the program. <br><br>Nobody smiles and shrugs as he feels the tracer component come apart. "Gotta try, it's the way I am..Bird's fly.. Hackers hack.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 01:48:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Now now, Mister Nobody, if you want to put a ring on my finger you should at least meet my parents first." She flutters her virtual lashes and gives him a coy smile. <br><br>She's playing coquettish, like in an old period movie, and it amuses her immensely to do so.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 02:27:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey now.. don't go putting out the papers just yet, I just wanted to find where you were working from and how you looked in the real." He says with a laugh as she leads them down the hallway of the mall, clearly at ease with getting caught and letting her lead the way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 02:41:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, this is me as I am. Lately, anyway." She twirls, letting him admire her beautiful body. "I'm a very high-end upgrade. And very expensive..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 03:05:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I, if I weren't a gentleman, could take that satement so many ways m'lady. Best work on your language skills a bit." Nobody says with a grin as he looks around. "So, what is the next store?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 03:30:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I did mean it in at least one of the ways you're thinking. But I shall let the gentleman decide the next store, and what I try on..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 04:08:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes look back and forth, and an impish gleam comes into his eye as he points out a 'fetish' spot. "Why don't we see what you look like in 'Naughty wear now." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 04:52:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes sir," she says with a naughty little smile. "I aim to please."<br><br>She walks in, looking for something to try on. "Any particular suggestions?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 05:16:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Perhaps something.. slightly transparent, because I'd love to see more of your lovely body." He teases back with a kiss to her hand as he walks her in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 05:33:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"As Sir commands," she replies with a flirtatious flutter of her lashes.<br><br>She trots off to find something to drive him wild.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 06:00:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And I'll do my best not to code up something to make the walls turn transparent while you dress, but you'd best hurry." He replies back with a laugh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 06:36:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She giggles.<br><br><em>It's only a game, he's probably a gamer, I'm not really wearing all this...</em> Chris thinks as she slips on a short translucent pink latex dress.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 15:43:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She pulled on the outfit, knowing that it was all a computer generated reality but it felt so awesomely real. And somehow instinctively she knew she could produce this outfit in the real world, as she looked over it in the mirror posing this way or that to make sure she had it just right.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-08-2009, 00:33:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>I think I'd rather stick to wearing pants</em>, she thinks, even as she pulls on a pair of glossy pink knee boots, and puts her hair in pigtails as he lipstick and nail polish adjust to match her outfit before she steps out to be admired by this man...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-08-2009, 00:40:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Who is definitely appreciative it seems, as she steps into a much darker (and suprisingly intimate) room setting.&nbsp; Small candles circle the darkened room and subdued music fills the room.<br><br>"Figured a change of setting might be appreciated some my dear." He says with a grin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-08-2009, 01:28:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks around, soft pink lips parting slightly in wonder, as she analyses the changes as well as admiring the style.<br><br>"But now I feel underdressed. I should be in a ballgown or something like that..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-08-2009, 07:11:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I could always tacky things up..add some 'bow chica wow wow' style music." He teases as she steps out. "Of course I could do this over again in another store with that sort of clothing on hand."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-08-2009, 18:58:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That you could. And I'm most flattered that you'd want to."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-08-2009, 19:25:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You seem to have a full sensory suite going, want to see how good virtual can feel?&nbsp; What to try out some of the sensory feedback experiences." He lives the 'what' sort of experience is going.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-08-2009, 04:20:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She arches an eyebrow slightly, then stretches out a hand to him. "Shall we dance, then, M'sieur Nobody?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>10-08-2009, 04:24:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds like a good start," he says as he takes her hand, and leads her into a slow waltz starting out. Dipping her in the middle of the dance to smile at her with a wicked grin, and more than likely peeking down her top as he did so. <br><br>"Of course I'd LOVE to do this in real life to see you as you really are."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-08-2009, 05:02:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I'd definitely want to be less underdressed for that. No waltzing unless I'm in silk or satin..." She lets him lead, feeling perfectly natural in dancing with a man as a woman, stepping gracefully as she should.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>10-08-2009, 05:18:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know.. you look good in vinyl or pvc. They flatter your figure in ways taht lead me to wicked thoughts and impulses." He grinned at the tease as he dipped her again, and leaned in close enough to kiss her. The closeness felt good, and a bit right.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-08-2009, 05:46:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I imagine a tight bodice would have much the same effect in most any material," she whispers as he draws her close... feeling her lips part as she feels his breath on her cheek.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>10-08-2009, 07:10:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I confess.. it's one of my kinks. Women in such lovely outfits. A mix of the modern and the old. It puts me all aquiver." He leans in to touch lips with Chris.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 03:32:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then I'm glad to... be enjoyed."<br><br>She allows herself to be kissed... it's only a simulation, after all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 03:39:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And she feels something stir in her body, an intense feeling of attraction and need. She feels complete in the kiss, and feels his hand slide over her body working downward slow.<br><br>Only to blink as the world snaps out from under her and she is slammed back onto the couch she was resting on. The feeling she was feeling online carry over though, and she is extremely 'wired' as she sits up and realizes she's actually wearing the same outfit she was in the 'store'.<br><br>"Did a little shopping online huh?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 04:35:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm..." She feels herself responding, aroused and excited as this man touches her, sensations she's never felt before and wants to feel from now on - <br><br>Then she blinks and looks around, gasps and blushes as she finds herself back in Takumi's apartment... in the real world... wearing a skintight pink dress and matching high-heeled knee boots, with her hair in blonde pigtails. (http://images.askmen.com/galleries/model/bianca-beauchamp/pictures/bianca-beauchamp-picture-11.jpg)<br><br>"What have you done?!" she asks accusingly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 05:14:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I severed your link with my server to reboot your systems! The data link protocols were based on old stylestim-sim. Pipe in the right background noise and it wouldbe like you were living your own porn stim. I put in filters that keep the normal backgroundnoise from cutting your inhibitions down."<br><br>He sits back and looks her new look over. "Cute look. I also fixed a leat in your neocortex. Put in a memory firewall. When were you going to tell me what happened Chris?"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 05:28:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris's blush brightens. She tries to pull down the tiny, clinging skirt, and quickly crosses her legs.<br><br>"Never," she admits in a weak voice. "I didn't want you to know... I didn't want anyone to know it was me. I've been turned into this... into <em>this</em>." She gestures to her beautiful body in the little pink dress.<br><br>"Can you help me? I want to be me again..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 16:07:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Back to the original organic Chris? Not possible, the nanites left maybe two pounds of unaltered brain mass and that's it. Maybe if I monitor enough changes I can come up with a profile change to a male form. But you would lose most if all of the changing abilities. To be fuctional would require massive amount of source materials only the designer would have access to." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-08-2009, 04:44:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh." She lowers her gaze. "That's it then. I'm dead. A dead man's brain stuck in a cyborg sex doll."<br><br>She looks down at her new body, wrapped in her glistening pink dress. <br><br>"So what now..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>12-08-2009, 05:08:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Youre not listening. I said I couldn't do it. You figure out how designed the body and we'll find the nanite culture design tha made you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-08-2009, 06:17:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Any idea who?" she asks, expecting a no. Expecting nothing but bad news from now on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>12-08-2009, 06:37:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well let me see if you got a logo tattoed on your ass Chris." He rolls his eyes at her. "I got terabytes of data here. Stuff I can't access unless I'm fully offline. Cause if any gets a hint of this.&nbsp; Well I'll be out of a commission for sure and you'll be in a lab being 'reverse engineered' and neither of us will have any fun."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-08-2009, 14:23:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris nods, lowering her gaze. "How long do you think that will take?"<br><br><em>Not that I'm in any hurry, I'm dead already... I wonder how this body can die. Cut off my head? Shotgun in the mouth?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-08-2009, 14:41:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'Honestly don't know, the code looks kind of familiar though. Only a dozen or so companies that might have made this. If of course, it wasn't stolen in a corporate action." He looks thoughtful. "You could do some investigation into who did the clean up."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-08-2009, 15:41:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I could," she nods, thinking on this. "Once you're offline, I guess. Not from here."<br><br>She thinks for a moments, then subvocs "I can mask my location to online searches, right?" That seems like the most obvious thing for an online spy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-08-2009, 16:37:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Of course, so long as you aren't online you can be masked. Aside from being on camera feeds and such online, but with practice you could spoof most feeds. My suggestion would be to try and blend in and tap into the ancillary video feeds in the area of the accident. Look for local networks that aren't already wiped or work outward from the accident till you find some sort of clue </em><br><br>"And for the work I'm looking at Toots, you don't have to be here, but I would like a couple wallpapers of your current look." He adds a grin
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 01:45:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris blushes all thr brighter, feeling ashamed and vulnerable to be caught dressed like this, looking like this. <em>It was different online, it was just pretend...</em><br><br>"If you insist," she replies shamefaced.<br><br><em>Why does this body even blush?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 03:59:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So, nice blush there.."&nbsp; He smirks as he looks over to her. "Really well designed ass too."<br><br>"So, while you're out can you get me some sake and ramen after you scan the cameras?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 04:03:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her blush stays consistent as the former Chris's co-worker leers at her feminised body.<br><br>"Sure," she replies quietly, acquiescing to his request. <br><br>"I need to wear something more... discreet," she subvocalises as she totters over to the door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 04:20:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>You are the one that designs the outfits</em><br><br>Her systems come up and she feels a bit more conformable with the 'outfitter' systems. Why not give it another try.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 06:21:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks down at herself, all in pink.<br><br>"Alright," she says to herself... herselves... "give me an urban camo top and jeans, and flat running shoes."<br><br>"Unless they're looking for a man... should I go more girly?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 06:29:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>I would suggest something more in passing with what the current fashions on hand are. Something that a person of your dimensions would be normally conformable wearing.</em><br><br>A variety of outfits flashed though her internal field of vision. All of them were very NOT masculine.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 06:36:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She feels her blush returning at the idea of wearing any of them for real, despite having tried several on virtually. She looks for the least extreme of her options.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 06:43:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With some difficulty, Chris finds a way to 'reimage' the jeans and blouse she wore to the apartment. Those she found that it tended to slip as her mind wandered. Small things like texture or color mostly.<br><br><em>Regrettably, 'imaged' clothing is harder to maintain than the material in the database.</em> Her 'friend' explains.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 15:04:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She can see and feel the clothes shift and flicker, feeling less stable and less real than the latex dress... less secure. <br><br>All that feels real is the lace underwear she wears underneath, which feels reassuring and comfortable even though it looks like it belongs in a lingerie photoshoot.<br><br>Frowning, she focuses on buttoning up the imaginary blouse.<br><br>"I can buy some actual clothes while I'm out." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 15:07:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't bother on my behalf." He says with a grin as watches the outfit stabilize and solidify. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 15:27:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She glowers at him and says nothing as she heads for the door. She focuses on the feel of plain cotton covering her body. It feels fine, but not as comfortable against her smooth skin as silk, or latex.<br><br><em>I'll buy something in silk</em>, she thinks to herself. <em>Why not...</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 15:32:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't forget to buy stuff that blends in. That area is the club district. No need to go as naughty as you were, but something stylish won't stand out as much." He teases with a laugh as he gets back to looking over the code.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 15:44:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Tcch." She closes the door and stalks over to the elevator, the slight heels - best she could manage - clicking on the polished floor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 15:49:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she goes out the 'tell tales' of the various electronic systems flit in and out of her field of vision as various unlocked (to her) systems come in and out. After a while she learns to 'filter' the items out as she takes the elevator down. <br><br>"Your.. 'friend'" The desk ape smirked at that tag as she comes by "added you to the access system miss, you can go right on in from now on."<br><br><em>Interfacing with various routers as we go will allow us to map out possible business systems that might not have gotten wiped as well as give you input as to what to wear and locations to shop.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 16:02:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you," she says to both of them with a sweet smile, looking entirely sincere. She swings her hips for the boy on her way out.<br><br>Once through the door, the performance drops, and she does her best to look casual and confident.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 16:12:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She can feel the weight of his eyes on her as she leaves. Of course having a small window show how he was aiming the camera's to follow her behind in a close up was&nbsp; a bit more information than she needed. <br><br>She found her steps turning towards the club district and the area of the accident. An over view of the path of the vehicle carrying the nanite cultures. There were a different approaches the clean up crews could have come from. The information was supplemented with various approaches to stores, apartments and such to 'data mine' for info. It looked like it would be a hard long day.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 18:38:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She resists the temptation to play up for the camera, either by giving it the finger... or by giving him a show. She frowns as she considers and rejects the idea of toying with him.<br><br>She looks around, tracking the overpass, getting to the point where it has already been repaired and reopened.<br><br><em>This is where I died... and there's no sign at all.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 18:57:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				All street cameras were wiped. Complete data voids before 8 am. Smoothly done enough that they might have been totally replaced but for the waer on them.&nbsp; There was a new dumpster in place of the old one and aside from that the alley looked the same, aside from a lack of trash. <br><br><em>I have plotted a patrol pattern through a variety of local shops and office facilities that will grant optimum access to unsecured sysems we can mine for data. </em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 00:56:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Alright," she subvocalises, looking around - seeing golden menus map over her vision pointing to items. Like accessing a scene in an adventure sim. She moves her head from side to side, watching them rotate around their sources.<br><br>Then she looks down at the spot behind the new dumpster. No chalk marks. Not even a stain. Nothing to suggest a man died here.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 01:15:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Technically you didn't die. Your brain activity never ceased during assimilation.&nbsp; </em><br><br>As she worked outward from the alley, all the street cameras for BLOCKS in were sanitized. Most of the cameras along the most likely routes on the overpass were sanitized as well as any building cameras to it. The most likely remaining&nbsp; option were in a mall and a few cafes along the route on street level. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 02:03:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She glares as the computer speaks to her, apparently reading her thoughts. "Don't... don't intrude," she mutters under her breath.<br><br>Looking around at the possibilities, she sighs. "Guess we're going to the mall for real."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 02:09:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>I suggest starting with 'window shopping' which will enable you to build up 'real clothing' you were wishing for. From there you could move to accessories and finish up with one of these restaurants.</em><br><br>Chris sees the map light up as her feet turns towards the mall in question. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 02:13:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I meant real clothes, not scans. So I don't have to worry about texture mapping." She looks down at herself as she walks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 02:27:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em> And real cloths you will have.</em><br><br>She blinked as the number of shops that were highlighted. More than a few of them were women's clothing stores. She had a variety of options to choose from. Starting with business wear to all the way to 'wicked' wear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 04:52:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She feels a slight blush at the idea of entering the last store... but why not? It feels comfortable on this body, and it's very effective.<br><br>She shakes her head and starts towards the Office outlet. Then she pauses, looks around, and heads for Solitaire, the harajuku store. <em>Might as well start with something suitable...</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 05:11:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A girl with a wild makeup job, the half white face of a harlequin with a gothic style dress and heels, smiles as Chris walks in.<br><br>"Hey there!" Is it possible for a goth to be perky? "I see you in something nice.. you want to try something in a tight. Need to work on the hair too." She motions towards a rack of stuff that looks to be mostly black, leather and/or lace. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 06:09:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris nods, smiles lightly and takes a look. "What d'you suggest? It's for clubbing."<br><br><em>Start with a skirt, get used to wearing them...</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 06:20:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well let's get you in something tight that show off those hawt legs." She says pulls out a tight skirt and holds it to Chris' waist and hands it to her. "Try those on.. go on."<br><br>The tell tales pop up as she is pushed into the dressing room and it's child's play to get in and realize that nothing was recorded on this one.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 11:26:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She takes the skirt, nodding, and walks into the stall, looking around, relieved to see no recording gear online here. "What would you say for a top as well?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 16:05:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A dramatic sigh is heard as the shop girl walks off.<br><br>"If I must." She says cheerfully. "Let me get you something suitable.."<br><br>A moment later she is faced wtih a bra and blouse with a lacey frill down the front.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 16:42:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you," she says with her best cheerful smile, and goes into the booth.<br><br>She feels the jeans and blouse fall away, nothing but patches of colour fading into her skin tone. She slips into the bra... fastening it comes naturally. She takes the skirt and starts to step into it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 16:54:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The bra is still a bit more difficult, not used to having to put one on. Definitely not one that big, Chris wondered how the woman knew her sizes so well till she noticed a measurements routine that was running in the store cameras. And a link to the girl's AR (augmented reality) glasses.&nbsp; A savvy practice she noted as she put the bra on finally, then the blouse. <br><br>"So, come on out and we'll put you in some jewelry and makeup."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 17:07:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feeling of comfort of the bra cupping her breasts, and the soft cool blouse against her skin, is almost unnerving. At least the skirt seems uncomfortable, as it clings to her bottom tightly.<br><br>She steps out for inspection, nervously smoothing down the chemsilk of the blouse.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 17:15:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The 'perky' goth nods approvingly. <br><br>"It's a good start, still need to get you some shoes and some other bits and pieces. I'm thinking a nice little jacket to go over that blouse." She gives Chris the bits and pieces as she talks. "And this chocker and we'll need to get the right look with your make up. You want the black look or some more color to this look. I'm thinking 'naughty girl' red for the lips and nails myself."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 17:48:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris nods along, putting on everything she's given, in no position to disagree... and wanting to see how she'll look when she's finished. <br><br>She latches on the choker, adjusting it around her throat... no Adam's apple, another reminder of what she's lost.<br><br>"Naughty girl red it is," she agrees as she slips on the tightly fitted jacket. "I'm a naughty girl."<br><br>She can't help smiling at the idea of wearing all this stuff.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 18:02:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Soon enough she was seated in front of a makeup mirror and the goth shop girl worked though quickly. A quick brush though, adding some ribbon to hold her hair in place, a little makeup to highlight her color and then it was lipstick and her nails were quickly done. <br><br>"I'm impressed, you got the nanofiber treatment to your nails,." She says as she taps a 'tuner' onto the nails, turning them to the same shade of red. "Well let's see. You got some nice ears, we could put in a few hoops and studs, or go for something like these." she points out a variety of 'goth' to 'kawaii' style earrings as she laid out some other accessoricies as well. Gloves, bracelets, belts, and what looks to be hose of various sorts. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 18:47:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris lets her work, used to the feel of makeup by now.<br><br>She manages to mask her surprise at having remote-control nails as she looks at the glossy crimson.<br><br>"Probably the more goth styles," she suggests as she looks over the dangling earrings, as the assistant picks out a pair of lace gloves. "And, oh, black stockings..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 18:57:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good thing you got a couple holes already." She says as she put in a trio of earrings&nbsp; in each ear and the gloves slid on easily. Fingerless black lace gloves that seemed to draw in what little color she had.<br><br>"So, you want some fishnets or something with a different look like these?" She asks as she held up a pair that had 'skulls' in the weave.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 19:33:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She flexes her fingers, feeling the lace gloves cling to her hands. <br><br>"I'll wear the fishnets out. Get some skulls as well. Maybe I should get something more casual as well," she adds, looking down at herself in frills and lace.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 19:53:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Casual don't live here honey." The girl says with a grin. "But we can go with something more 'tame' if you like." Clearly she doesn't sound convinced that is what Chris wants though as she holds up a pair of boots, with another couple boxes close by.<br><br>"Platforms, heels, or stillettos?"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-08-2009, 00:23:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She finds herself saying "stilettoes." <br><br>She's thinking of it like a game again, she realises. Is Chris's brain too tired or shocked to cope otherwise?<br><br>She knows she can walk in the heels, run if she has to... part of her wants to try it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-08-2009, 00:42:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh definitely a good look." It was only as she was pulling on the hose and rolling it up her legs that it clicked.<br><br>Chris was surprised to see that the woman was her. And even more so that it looked like one of her characters from 'Dark Metropolis' one of the games she played online. Was she modelling her look after her characters online?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-08-2009, 01:06:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stands to fasten the tight skirt again once the fishnets are in place, then steps into the stiletto heels.<br><br><em>I'm Vixen</em>, she realises, recognising the style Chris selected for his Dark Met character. <em>All I need is black hair with red streaks.</em><br><br>She's imagined wearing this before... and now it feels like second nature.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-08-2009, 01:10:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That and Vixen's trademarked dual pistols. Of course she was also not a vampire hunter like Vixen. <br><br>"So, I've flagged your implant chip for the outfit, would you like to buy and wear it out the store?" Seemed her AI friend was mimicking the role of an implanted cred chip.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-08-2009, 07:30:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Absolutely. It would be a shame to get all dolled up and not show the world," she says with a smile.<br><br>She's joking, of course... but the idea does appeal to her. Everything she's wearing feels good... and looking in the mirror, she confirms that it looks good too.<br><br>She voluntarily agreed to wear a skirt, a blouse, stockings and stilettoes, makeup and jewellery. And now looking back at her, she sees the girl of her dreams.<br><br>She is the girl of her dreams...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-08-2009, 07:59:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The shop girl smiles as she walks up and looks her over appreciatively. "Nice look honey." She gives her a card with a name and number on it. "I know this is a bit forward, but I know my boy would JUST love to have you over. We'd make it an enjoyable night I promise." She adds with a wink.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 03:46:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She takes the card with a smile and a slight raise of the eyebrow. "I'm very flattered," she says in a soft voice. "So maybe..."<br><br>She feels like she should be blushing, but she isn't. Can she block it when it wouldn't suit her 'character'? For an infiltration doll that would make sense.<br><br>"And thanks. You were really helpful. I might just have to shop here more often."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 04:00:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, trust me honey. Me an my man, we'll take you dancing, some beers, a little Glee (a recreational drug) and you'll agree that we're a nice couple to play with." She hands over a bag of extras she put together for the ensemble. A quick 'chirp' with the systems gets the prior nights footage added to her internal memory. <br><br>One store down, a few dozen more spots to check. And then back to her 'pet' hacker for downloading and datamining the video footage.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 04:25:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grins at the suggestion of a night out. "Soon. Not tonight, busy. Soon."<br><br>And with that she goes, idly swinging her bag of accessories, feeling the skirt cling to her, the stiletto heels force her into a wiggling walk, the bra brush against her blouse, the makeup rest on her face.<br><br>She almost manages to hide her shock at how good all of this feels.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 04:34:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The next&nbsp; nearest spot was a toss up between an internet cafe and a small computer tech store. The cafe is a small hole in the wall spot with a perky blonde watching the crowd go by and the tech store is staffed by a cocky teen with a roaming eye. <br><br>She can tell by the way he looks her over as she walks up to the two storefronts. Chris has the feeling that he could guess her bra size to a 'T'
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 04:41:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Definitely the tech store</em>, she thinks, swinging her hips as she walks over. <br><br>"Hi... I'm looking for a new imager."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 04:51:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hi.." The teen perks up as he happily shakes her hand, though it's&nbsp; a bit clammy. "I'm Carl and I can definitely help you with that. Are you looking for a hi-def 3d imager, or something less obtrusive like a monocle one with a terminal link?"<br><br>Chris had the feeling despite his enthusiasm, if she asked him her eye color the first words out his mouth might be 'D Cup'.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 04:57:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles lightly as he takes her hand and introduces himself. <br><br>"Definitely hi-spec. It's for art." she tugs on the lapels of her fitted jacket as she looks around for datastores, indicating she's the artwork.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 05:13:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why don't you step over here then?" He says as he leads her over to a display of readers. She sees the feed from at least a dozen readers scanning her down to the last measurement and loading it into a hidden computer where dozens of such profiles have already been complied.<br><br>Be that as it may, she had to admit he knew his stuff as she was walked through a detailed explanation of each of the offered selection in turn.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 05:41:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She follows him, enjoying the sensations of moving dressed like this... enjoying the idea of being watched and admired.<br><br>She tries to stay in-character as an interested amateur who only knows a little, and wants an imager for 'art captures', but she does plan to buy a small imager so she can take captures during her 'mission'. Of course her new eyes probably work as 3D imagers, but never mind...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 05:56:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Interesting, a discrete encrypted cache.</em> The AI says as Chris 'heists' a carbon of the video files. Something very tough she realizes as she tries to open it. She's got the iron in her system for cracking files, but she doesn't have the know how yet. <br>Still, not like she doesn't have the space for it. <br><br>"So, this looks to be what you're looking for." He says as she looks over the model he was offering. It was a LITTLE more than she needed for her purpose (that she said she wanted it for) but not too much as to draw attention over the price tag.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 12:31:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods as she looks it over. "Well, the day for night and the scope are both more than I need..." she points out, sounding reluctant... seeing if she can bargain him down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 14:40:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh that's just room to grow into it. You seem to be the type who is going to grow into a more sophisticated model but if you want we could always try this model." He says pointing to the one model 'down' from the one he's selling. "But you aren't going to like it in the long run I'm sure."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 14:53:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, if you're sure, you're the expert. Still, that's a bit of extra yen for bonus features..." She smiles coyly, testing what she can make him do.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 14:58:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I'm not SUPPOSED to do it but I could give you the worker discount if you like." He says as he follows the line of her figure with a grin. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 15:06:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's very kind of you, Carl," she says and smiles more brightly. "I hope it won't affect your commission... maybe there's a loyalty scheme? You've been really helpful..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 15:16:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'Not really, I don't get much of one." He smiles. "I'm sure we can find some way to make up the difference though?" He says with a shrug of his shoulders. "I could take you to dinner sometime maybe?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 18:43:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gives him a coy smile. "Like I say, very kind of you." She touches his arm lightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 19:15:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grins as he offers his card. "I don't suppose I can get your number?" He adds with sly glitter to his eye.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 22:23:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure," she says as she take his card, retrieving a pen and writing a number prompted by the AI on a sticknote. She adds "Christine" above it.<br><br><em>I'm Christine,</em> she thinks to herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 22:42:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grins and collects the card from Chris quickly. <br><br>"Cool, I'll call you soon okay?" He clearly didn't expect to get lucky. He puts the scanner in a bag and slips in a few more extras into the bag with a wink before handing it over. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 23:04:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you," she says with a bright smile, happy to let him be happy as she goes.<br><br>She knows he's watching her walk off as she heads for the cafe. She swings her skirted bottom a little more just for him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 23:18:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hi, can I offer you something to drink miss?" The girl behind the counter says with a smile. Already Chris is hooking in and downloading the data on her systems. "And I should suggest a nice brownie with it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 02:39:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles amiably. "Can I get a caramel caffé? And I'll take a brownie as well," she adds with a flash of a grin.<br><br>She walks to a spare table and takes a seat, smoothing down her skirt as she does and crossing her shapely legs, feeling smooth skin lie against smooth skin through the stockings, admiring the way her foot dangles in the air, twisting it slightly at the ankle to look over her shoes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 02:49:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure thing." She says as she charges the chip implant that Chris supposedly has (a perk of being a synthoid designed for espionage) "I'll bring it right out to you."<br><br>She was able to tap into several other stores as she sat there with her snack and tuck them away in her internal memory. It hit her as a shock that she was perfectly comfortable in the outfit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 03:01:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you," she smiles.<br><br>She marks several stores off her list, flagging those selling women's clothing as still worth a visit...<br><br>Then she looks down at herself. <em>This isn't a game. This is real. I'm... really wearing this... and it feels good...</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 03:09:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>You're adapting well, the onset of a fuge state was a primary concern. You can use the 'persona profiles' if you wish. Think of them as 'colored glasses' with a certain outlook. But I don't think you need them at the moment.</em><br><br>Chris noticed several men, and a few girls, giving her appreciative looks as they walk around.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 10:37:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No?" she subvocalises. "... No. I suppose not." Either she is adapting well, the computer has installed one without telling her and isn't about to tell her now... or she just likes wearing women's clothing.<br><br>Christine smiles at the idea, and smiles back at those looking her over.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 15:14:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>We have possibly another ten locations to tap here. Do you wish to continue data mining beyond the mall location?</em><br><br>She saw a few boys watching her from a distance, possibly trying to work up the courage to come talk to her?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 19:09:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure," she subvocs, glancing over at the circling boys as she waits for her coffee, smiling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 19:18:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sees more tell-tales pop up as the AI plots out a travel route. Several stores come up that link to several of the spots at once. A shoe store, make over store, glamor photo boutique, and a body jewelry booth.<br><br><br><em>Following the 'role' you were playing I found several options that would allow you to access the maximum number of spots with minimal clash of your role.&nbsp; </em><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 19:30:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"A makeover store? Sure, I can always go for a second... And definitely the glamour imager studio." She smiles naughtily at the idea and makes plans to visit the two connected businesses next, after stopping by the shoe store.<br><br>She wonders how much of her enjoying this is Chris, and how much is being influenced by the computer... but she doesn't really care. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 19:44:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Soon enough her drink and brownie are done and she is on the plotted path. Now came the question as she took in the makeover store. What sort of look did she go with, as her eyes scanned the store. A lot of looks to choose from. Some fantastical, some clearly fetish, others 'normal' but outside everyday wear. The french maid and 'office girl' look were particularly interesting as they skated the edge of 'normal' and fetish.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 20:00:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She walks nonchalantly, loving the sensations of walking dressed like this. Wanting to try on more, and...<br><br>She licks her lips and smiles at the selection... so many to choose from. But... that's the one.<br><br>"Konnichiwa," she says to the receptionist.<br><br>"I want to be a maid..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 20:12:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh we have several outfits that would suit you miss." The small dark haired girl says with a chippy voice as she takes her back towards the racks. "We've got all sorts of outfits." She says as she points out everything from the 'classic' black lace to all sorts of leather and latex outfits. "And of course accessories such as gloves, hose, shoes and such. We could do your hair up or leave it down as well for that sort of look."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 20:21:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, I want to try it all on," she admits with a wicked grin. "I've already booked the studio shoot, so I'd better choose, though... what do you think would suit me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 20:25:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh no I merely show the customers the options." She holds up something that was modeled on 'french maid' but had Chris wondering if she could wear it without popping out. "My suggestion though.. if I offered it, would be this one." She adds with a shy smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 20:29:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Christine nods, taking it with a wicked little smile. "Very nice. I'll try it. And to go with it? Obviously I'll need stockings... stilettoes..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 20:38:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Actually I'd suggest no hose, your skin is PERFECT for this outfit. But you'll need some really tall heels to pull it off." Her hands are holding a pair of six inch heels and some small 'socks' to go with them. "And of course fingerless gloves and a little lace chocker."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 20:52:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, ma'am," she agrees with a grin, taking the shoes and frilled socks. "What about my hair?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 21:05:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's perfect either way." She sits Chris down and shows how she'd look in the outfit in a virtual mirror. "Down the back..." and she sees her image change as the girl taps a hand control and her hair is done up in a loosely bound mane of hair. "or up on top." and her hair is done up in a nice tight bun with a pair of lacquered chopsticks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 21:10:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grins and poses to admire herself in the virtual uniform. "Maybe bound a little... I'll need a little cap to go with my uniform, though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 21:31:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's a good idea." She says as she adjusts the bun so she has hair 'tumbling' down behind her and works though a variety of caps till she finds one Chris likes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 22:03:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Christine nods approvingly, tilting her head to admire herself, smiling. "Just right. Now let's get me into it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 22:14:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course." She starts grabbing items on off the rack, checking her hand computer before picking out the next item. Quickly enough she had a handful of clothing and shoes for her to try out. "The changing rooms are back that way."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 22:28:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you," Christine says softly, strutting to the changing room.<br><br>Once inside, she skilfully slips out of her current outfit, bending over to unfasten her high heels, shimmying free of her tight little skirt, and stopping to admire her naked body in the mirror with a smile before quickly putting on her maid undies, then taking the dress of its hanger to put it on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 22:51:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She didn't even realize how easy getting made up was she realized till she saw her hair done up and the outfit looking EXACTLY like she had in the smart mirror. Clearly it wasn't too hard since she had twisted her hair into a bun and tucked everything into place. <br><br>The smiling image of a maid in the mirror seemed to be suitable for her look, even as she reached out and copied the files that she had come for. It was kind of fun, actually, to blend in and mingle while committing espionage of a sort.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 23:10:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The dress adjusts to fit her even as she slips on the frilled bobby socks and fastens herself into the stiletto heels, standing and stretching. She ties on the apron, pulls on the gloves and fastens on the lace choker, slips in her earrings and finally adds her maid's cap.<br><br>"<em>Bonjour, je m'appelle Christine,</em>" she giggles, delighted by her costume as she lifts her skirt daintily to curtsey to an imagined master.<br><br>Finally, she steps out, feeling her skirt bounce around her delightfully, to go to the imager studio.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 23:30:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris doesn't even notice that her accent is more 'real' than her intent to be, and that if she wanted she could speak real french instead of french accented english or japanese that she was speaking now. The clerk looked the outfit over as she approached the imager outfit. <br><br>"Oh that is so you my dear."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 00:24:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"<em>Merci</em>," she laughs, giving her a twirl. "You've been <em>tres</em> helpful." She waves as she sashays to her picture appointment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 00:31:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The receptionist at the front of the boutique blinks as she walks up, dressed in a maid's outfit with her other outfit tucked in a trio of bags that she balances on one wrist carefully. The red head smiles at Chris. <br><br>"Catherine I assume? Perfect time, Philip will be ready in a few minutes, and I'm guessing you got the look you want to get taken huh? Just head back and to the right if you got any wish to touch up your make up before I come to get you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 01:53:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you," she says as she makes her way to the studio's backstage changing room. "Present for my boyfriend," she explains as she straightens her apron. "He bet I wouldn't."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 02:06:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sure that you would color him surprised. Happy but surprised." She says as she opens the door and sets Chris down at the makeup table. "Feel free to touch up and I'll be back in five minutes."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 02:30:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks." Christine holds her skirt flat to keep it from creasing as she sits to work on her makeup. Not that she needs much, just to suit her new uniform rather than her previous gothic kitten style. She tilts her head, trying different expressions - a wanton gaze, a bashful little smile...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 02:39:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Soon enough the receptionist arrives and walks Chris back to the photographer (though it could alway be said that he was actually a cameraman). <br><br>"So," he says as he motions for her to step up to the holosuite. "I need to get some basics first. Why don't you give me some walk around and poses while I configure the back ground and get some props marked on the floor?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 02:56:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"<em>Certainment</em>," she says with a nod, and gives him her best catwalk strut, turning on a heel and sashaying back to her start point like a runway veteran. Then she toys with her duster, turns to raise her skirt to show a peek of her panties, poses with one finger pressed to her open mouth feigning innocence...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 03:04:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And he keeps her going, motioning for her to walk this or that way. Handing her a duster or broom to pose with, placing various props out for her to play with. <br><br>Before she knows it, Chris realizes it has been several hours and she is paying for literal terras of imagery and 3d files. And she had swapped costumes back and forth as she went. Clearly she was enjoying this part o f things.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 03:31:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She hits her marks, plays coyly with her props, takes front-and-back shots with her skirt lifted (http://www.biancabeauchampallaccess.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/bianca-beauchamp-latex-maid.jpg) and soon has enough shots to fill her own calendar.<br><br>Changing into her slinky gothic outfit, she smirks and snarls as she struts her stuff, acting the mistress instead of the toy.<br><br>As the second hour of shooting approaches, she considers another new look. "Office Girl" had been tempting...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 03:38:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He points out a few options, offering to burn the stuff she had shot to holo memory while she went shopping. <br><br>"I would like to use some of this footage for my site if you like." He adds as he starts pulling the footage. "And you might want to consider the more dominant role, you come off more comfortable that way."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 03:43:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure," she nods at the suggestion of appearing on his site.<br><br>"D'you think?" she asks about the more dominant role. "I think I make a pretty cute maid... but I might be the kind that bosses her boss around," she adds with a wink. "See what you think when I play Office Girl."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 03:58:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sure you'll find something nice." He grins. "And I think I should be ready by the time you get an outfit and get back. I'm glad you can afford to pay for the whole afternoon."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 04:01:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So am I," she winks as she struts out in her gothic finery, going to take a look at the costumes in the makeover mart again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 04:08:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey, back already?" The goth says as she walks in, taking in the change in Chris' bearing. "So, figure out you were missing something for your outfit? Like a riding crop?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 04:14:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, I think a whole new look. I have an appointment at Glamour Studio, want to make the most of it. What would you suggest?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 04:27:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I think you could do the 'naughty nurse', 'office lady' or something interesting like this?" She says pulling up an image on her smart mirror. "It's got that 'manga' feel to it yes?"<br><br>(http://i741.photobucket.com/albums/xx51/Calliedelnoire/gen13-1.jpg)<br><br>"Or perhaps something with the 'dragon lady vibe'?"<br><br>(http://i741.photobucket.com/albums/xx51/Calliedelnoire/biancabeauchampimage2bisg7.jpg)<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 12:18:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She giggles at the first, then oohs at the red dress. "I'd love that." She toys with her virtual earrings, nodding approvingly. "Can I?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 13:50:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course and since it is a 'smart' fabric you can change its color and add patterns to it." She says as she pulls out the dress in question and offers it to Chris. "And you can reconfigure it to be translucent to varying degree if you want to tease someone.". She gives an appreciative glance over her figure that reminds Chris of her earlier invitation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 02:59:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"<em>Moi?</em> Tease someone?" She flutters her lashes with a coy smile. "How much?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 03:08:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, you can twist this bit here or link it to AR goggles." She says points to the the bit on her wrist. "You can go from hint to fully translucent."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 04:03:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grins naughtily as her virtual reflection exposes her skin through the now transparent dress.<br><br>"I'll take it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 04:07:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Promise you'll wear that for me and my boy if you take us up on the date offer." She snaps a picture of Chris in it. "Sold. Want to wear it out?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 04:09:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Christine poses for the picture, blowing a kiss to the imager. <br><br>"Yes I do. I have to get my image capped a few more times."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 04:14:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We'll be dreaming of you honey." She winks as she hands Chris the bag with her other outfits. "I figured you would want it so I grabbed your chip ident and charged it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 04:17:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know me too well... you can just dress me up in whatever you like." She grins, knowing it to be true.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 04:22:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I would if I thought you were that type..but you got the 'boss' slash 'dragon lady' vibe going and that makes me thing you would be the one who sets the game plan." Winks. "Go on.. finish your shoot."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 04:29:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Believe me, I love to be dressed up." She giggles. "I was a maid earlier in the shoot." She gives the girl a wicked grin. "And now I'm a mistress. So I shall go, and make the man with the imager dream of me hopelessly..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 04:38:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Trust me darling, this look is YOU." With a wink she eases Chris out the door and back to her shoot.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 04:47:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She winks as she wiggles out of the store in her skintight new dress, ready yo the play the role of mistress completely. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 05:00:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And with an almost audible click she felt.. right in the role of mistress, like she had as the maid earlier. And a bit more .. right in it as she walked back to the office and inot the studio section without a word to the receptionist.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 06:24:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles at her, polite, and struts through.<br><br>"What can you do with this?" she asks the photographer, showing herself off for him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 06:25:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I start by giving you this." He says as he hands her a riding crop. "Is that smart fabric? That you can tune the translucence of the fabric?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 06:29:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can." She half smiles wickedly. "Are you going to ask me to?" She pats the riding crop against her other hand. "Better say please."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 06:37:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles as he motions for her to step on the stage, which has a pronounced oriental look to it. <br><br>"Would the lovely Dragon Lady like to play with her new toys and tweak the fabric transparency levels?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 06:41:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"She would," she replies with a sinful smile as she takes to the stage. "But her recorder did not say please..." She arches an eyebrow at him, then grins.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 06:47:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sorry sweetie.. " She sees a glitter of amusement in his eye as he gives a long elaborate bow. "please mistress?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 07:04:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Better," she nods imperiously. "You may continue to serve me." <br><br>With that, she strokes the clip and the fabric of her dress starts to clear, revealing her smooth skin underneath.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 07:15:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He sets to work getting her into the scene, turning the light to the point where it HINTS but doesn't show anything as he works at balancing the revelation and teasing hints of nudity. Slowly he works though a whole routine, where Chris is 'The Dragonlady' and she slowly gets lost into it as she finds how enjoyable it was to model.<br><br>So much so that she forgets her 'patrol' and the mall starts giving tones to announce that it was closing for the day.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 04:50:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks up, with a slight frown, as she hears the chimes and notices the slight dimming of all the stores' lights. <br><br>"I swear, I had more shopping to do. Oh well, it was far more fun being distracted." She adjusts her dress to full opacity, closes her red paper parasol and sets it down. "Thank you. You've been very patient with an amateur."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 04:57:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's quite alright.. I'm hoping you'll come back." He offers her a slip of paper with her photos and imagry. "I would like to use you for some modelling if you are interensted."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 05:04:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm flattered." She takes it with a smile, placing it in her purse. "I would be... very much so."<br><br>Christine steps away, feeling her dress stretch and hug her, thinking how much she's enjoyed her afternoon.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 05:10:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And realizing that it wasn't afternoon, but EVENING. And that she had missed about half her targets and taht she had to at the very least drop off the data.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 05:15:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Well,</em> she thinks, <em>I've still learned a lot.</em><br><br>She strokes the smooth smart plas of her dress, smiling indulgently, as she walks to the opposite exit of the mallplex, picking up two more data stores on her way as she window shops at the shoe store.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 05:39:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Question was, where to go now?<br><br>Back to the apartment, call the nice girl from the store to meet her boy friend or maybe do something else. So many ideas were popping up now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 13:19:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Best go back," she says to herself as she hails a cab with a queenly wave. "After all, I collated all of this so that I could regain full power, it is urgent..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 14:54:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Between her newfound wardrobe and her ability with computers an autocab and a much rarer driven cab swoop in to her call. Soon enough she is in one a faced with the decision of where to go to.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 17:50:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stretches out luxuriously on the seat, crossing her smooth legs as she gives directions to Takumi's apartment.<br><br><em>Once I'm safe from hunters, I'll buy a penthouse and live like this every day... Like a queen.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 18:07:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Takumi's place is cleaner and a lot nicer looking when she arrives. He looks up&nbsp; as she is buzzed in by his 'door-frame' the smart lock that knows who to let in and who to put off. Clearly she had moved up a little in his social network, and there is a noticeable attempt at keeping her out of the system. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 02:40:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles to herself as she saunters through security. "Yoo-hoo, I'm back... but then you know that of course, your door will have pinged you with a little alert." She chuckles softly. "I found out all sorts of interesting things... some of them might even be helpful."<br><br>With that, she struts into his workroom. "But some of them were just fun." She presents herself proudly for inspection.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 02:51:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So I can see." He says with a double take as she comes in. "Can that be possibly conformable?"<br><br>He had cleaned up and shaved, the 'bachelor' look of the place was there, but looked like the cleaning remotes had been put to work.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 03:13:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Christine grins and gives him a graceful model's twirl. "Very. Of course you need a body like mine to really feel comfy like this."<br><br>"Glad to see you've cleaned up a little. Apparently I don't make for a very convincing maid even when I dress the part."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 03:15:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah.. right." He says with a blink. "You got a maid outfit in there?" He says with a look to her bags. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 03:19:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods and winks. "And if you're good I'll let you see me in it," she adds with a flirtatious smirk. "I didn't have time to get too many things, so I'll be shopping again tomorrow if you have any requests for what you'd like me to wear..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 03:49:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure, just put that stuff in the spare room." He blinks at her comment and looks back. "So, you LIKE looking like this now?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 14:41:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles brightly. "Of course. Why wouldn't I? I always liked playing female roles, and that was before I found out how it really feels." She toys with the hem of her skintight skirt. "I swear, I'll never wear boy clothes again..." She grins sinfully.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 17:58:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I need to check your systems running logs, so could you drop off your stuff and link with my system?"&nbsp; He says as he looks at her curiously, as if noticing for the first time that Chris was an attractive woman.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 20:03:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Anything you want," she replies with a coy smile and sahasys into the room to set down her shopping beforereturning to take a seat on the couch, crossing her stunning legs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 20:17:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Takumi watches her strut across the room and sit in place with poise and ease, not to mention complete control of the situation for several moments before he blinked and shook his head as if to clear it.<br><br>"So, ah.. link up so I can see how your system is working?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 22:10:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods and flips the mental switch to begin sharing data, letting a stiletto-heeled foot dangle casually as she does, enjoying the effect she has on him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 22:23:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And as she 'flips' that switch realizes she has a routine running that she had never been aware of.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 15:23:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Identify active subroutine," she muses, sure it's nothing important as she idly strokes the hem of her skirt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 15:30:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I got a matching routine for the hours that were blanked out on the public cameras." Takumi says as he starts his systems working, all the computers in the apartment coming alive to her senses as he starts doing the work and sharing the data load to them. Clearly to even her eyes avoiding watching her as he turns to the work.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 15:46:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hm. Probably just maintenance then, nothing to worry about." She smiles as she notices his sudden shyness.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 16:29:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know Chris, this looks promising." He taps on the keyboard and a map pops up showing where she was 'born' and the public cameras 'black' out up to the spot, then spread out for blocks in any direction and then slowly return to normal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 20:51:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, not matching the routine I have running now? Got it. Because I know camera work on me at the moment..." She uncrosses her legs and sits up slightly, shifting to ensure her skirt covers her properly as she looks at the map. "Can you work out who's behind it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 21:49:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Working on it, using the info you downloaded to create a cross reference profile. He taps a pattern of six or seven cameras though the grid. "These were actually changed, physically removed and upgraded with new 'erased' cameras. We start with them and go from there. I data mine faces from the footage, then we go looking for cross references I can get to. I'll need some new gear to do a lot of that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 22:26:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I'm rich," she reminds him with a cheerful smile despite what he just told her. "Really, anything you need... through various back channels, of course, it might take a day or two."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 22:33:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He spins around and looks at her curiously. "Don't get me wrong Chris, I like you flashing me because..well you're a hot wet dream made flesh, but is there something wrong since you were DEFINITELY all about going back to being a guy this morning."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 01:35:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Pfft. Why would I want to go back?" She strokes her gleaming skintight dress. "This is <em>soooo</em> much more fun than being a <em>guy</em>." She sticks her tongue out at the very idea of being male again. "And call me Christine," she adds with a nonchalant smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 02:06:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Right.." He leans over and looks at the activity monitor he opened with her data link. "So, you're all good about it?" He clicked on a file and looked over to 'Christine'. "Shut that file down will you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 14:34:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm-hmm," she nods and smirks. "Loving this."<br><br>She looks at the file in her mental inbox and shuts it down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 14:58:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And her confort level with the outfit instantly drops away, though not as much as she thought. <br><br>"Back with us Chris?" Takumi asks as he watched the activity monitor alter. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 15:01:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris blinks and squeals, pressing his/her legs together tightly, starting to blush.<br><br>"Oh God. What was I thinking? I was... it was like I liked it!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 15:07:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It was all you, just.. specific parts." He points to the monitor and rolls it back to show a few minutes. "Somehow you tripped one of the 'persona' routines. Think of it as a 'rose colored glasses' sort of outlook over how things are seen." He goes on to explain more, but most of the details are over Chris' head. Stim-stim signals of a weird type and so on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 03:05:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushes and squirms with discomfort to see herself acting like that. "Oh, God, that's so embarrassing..."<br><br>Knowing that the clothes really do feel good, even if they're too shaming for her to wear without this kind of influence, doesn't help her mood.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 03:23:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So." He picked up the data pod and set it in it's doc. "What did you do as cover for the day's mining expedition." He asks as the photo/data stream starts unspooling on his computer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 04:10:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I... oh God... I had an imaging shoot." She covers her face, feeling her cheeks warm as she blushes all the more. "Could you just look at the info? Please?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 04:24:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure..Mistress." His voice says it all. HE's seen the ones with her going all Dom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 05:28:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She groans and doubles over. "Oh God... no..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 05:38:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Does 'Mistress' require anything?" She can tell he's smirking at this point. "I always thought of you more as a 'regular gal' though Chris."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 05:52:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shut up!" she almost shrieks. "Stop it!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 05:59:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sorry Chris, I'll try to not tease so much." He looks genuinely contrite as he turns back to scanning for anomalies that he can track. And just a little hurt, she realizes as she sees him turn away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 14:23:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sits for a moment, rocking slowly, before she looks over. "Sorry. I just... I feel like I'm going mad."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-08-2009, 17:26:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't think so.. He turns to look at her with a reassuring smile. "The filter program was just that.. a filter, it was still you underneath. You're adjusting, remember you're not 100% female now.. biomechancial but female. I think the thing can help you cope and relax. I could look at putting in a 'dial' in the program so you can adapt at your own speed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 19:23:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So it's using my own... preferences on me? Making me wear things I'd think were sexy on a girl... a girl like <em>me?</em>" Chris grimaces. "I'd... I'd rather not," she mumbles, feeling close to tears of shame.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 19:27:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"More like datamining for what you feel most comfortable as." He says with a reassuring&nbsp; nod towards the screen. "Look here, you can push off any impulses you're not comfortable with. It's like a therapeutic sim, help you deal with stimuli that would normally throw you off."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 19:34:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I'm not bloody comfortable now," she whimpers. "And... I... it didn't feel like I was refusing anything. I... wanted it all..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 19:35:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay.. would you have kissed me if I told you to?" He asks as he spins around and looks at her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 20:10:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I... I was just agreeing to suggestions for... what to wear, how to 'act'. Not... something like that. I don't... think." She looks away, unwilling to meet his gaze.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 20:30:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sit down." He steps up and eases her into his chair and steps behind her. "Relax Chris. You're starting to crack up."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 20:57:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Can you blame me?" she groans as she fails to stand and he sits her back down. "I'm a... dead man's brain living in a sex toy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 21:12:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, not a sex toy." He pats her reassuringly on the shoulder, and offers a glass of whiskey. "a sexy woman yeah.. not a toy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 01:56:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'd be a lot more convinced if I hadn't just spent the afternoon taking enough images to fill a subscription peep feed." <br><br>She takes the glass, holding it tightly and staring at the amber liquid. "I don't know if this'll even affect me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 02:02:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Only if you switch off your network filtration systems. You got microscrubbers that could eat alcohol in levels that would kill a karaoke bar full of Sarimen. So just take a few drinks, a few deep breaths and think. 'Do I really need to freak out about this or do I learn to cope and move on?'"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 02:33:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Easy for you to say. Try walking a mile in my shoes."<br><br>She looks at her feet. <br><br>"Hell, I don't even know how <em>I</em> can walk in these things."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 02:39:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Try this.." She is eased towards the open floor. "do a full split, then go from that to a handstand, then ease of into a single handstand."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 02:51:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I... I can't. Not in <em>this</em>," she blushes, gesturing to her skintight dress.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 02:52:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Change into a pair of pants, though it is slit on one side and you've already flashed me one or two times."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 16:47:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris yelps and puts her hands quickly between her legs, bringing her knees together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 17:27:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Chris..relax." He says with a sigh. "You got to build a coping mechanism or you'll snap. And give your abilities that means who ever is around you will die." He hands her a barbell. "Put this between your hands and twist each end in one direction. Slowly."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 02:30:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"O-okay," she nods slightly, taking the barbell and gripping it, watching her new knuckles whiten as she starts to twist.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 02:33:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With some difficulty, a little more than twisting open a sticky can in her old body, the bar bell slowly starts to twist and deform under her grip. <br><br>"You aren't quite able to toss cars around with impunity but you got enough strength and most importantly fortitude, that you could do a lot with a few tools and some some. You might not be able to throw cars, but you can pop carbon welded seams with the right tools to get leverage.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 03:13:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So I'm Kitten-Chan Unstoppable." She glowers at the twisted barbell. "This just gets funnier and funnier," she adds, deadpan. "I should have gone with the superbabe costume." She slowly twists the barbell back into something like its original shape.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 03:16:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just pointing out that you not only have the power of deciding what you want to do, if some guy like me did make a move on you.. you could hurt us. So, you are safe okay?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 03:21:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah..." she nods, then thinks of something else. "Physically. But my brain is... apparently really easy to chop."<br><br>She looks down at herself. "I didn't even buy a pair of pants. I didn't <em>want</em> to..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 03:23:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What did you do use as a reference, cause I think one of your outfits look to be a dupe of one of your online toons." He points out as he grinned. "Though you look way hot in it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 03:47:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, I started slipping into acting like it as I... dressed like Vixen. And shut up," she added grumpily, suppressing a smile at his teasing.<br><br>"Good thing I didn't go Princess Fury. All up in red silk and gold chainmail and leaping ten feet in the air as I attack stuff with a fire sword... <em>Don't</em> tell me I can make burning swords too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 03:52:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Only online, but you got to admit with your machine link ability there is a very good chance you're going to rock in the next arena season." He grinned at that. "You could go and respec to something 'tame' and beat all the geared up players becaause your reasction time would be in the ozone."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 04:11:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And not just because half of them would be looking at my ass?" She sighs and smiles weakly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 04:16:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You got the computer interface that is so fact it might as well be real life in the game for you." He points out as he looks at the game standings on his computers. "You realize you were only off by like what..200 points last season? Granted that was nearly 500 ranks but still."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 04:35:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Huh." She shrugs her shoulders lightly. "Well, I don't need the money from wins, I can just suck money out of the net. And use it to buy all the pretty things I like," she adds with a scowl.<br><br>Then she sighs. "Sorry. I know you're trying to find a bright side here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 04:39:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hello.. team mate remember? Your standings go up.. mine go with you. And I like my dwarven axe master getting the nice loot for being a first tier arena winner. This is the serious stuff in life remember?" He says hamming up the importance of their game.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 04:59:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Careful what you wish for, I could probably figure out a way to spray you with nanogoop and see how you like <em>being</em> a Dwarven axemaster, Bakemono." She half smiles.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 05:02:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nah. Not a lot of call for dwarven studs in real life." He grins. "I doubt they designed any of them. I'd have to suffer the infirmities of having to copy some of your characters.. at least as Vixen you can always get a job as a model or do the professional Cosplay thing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 05:19:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Eh, I don't think Vixen was meant to be quite this... rounded." She looks down at herself disapprovingly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 05:23:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You said you could 'reconfigure' your 'assetts'." He said looking at her curiously. "Why not give the 'instant boob job' macro a test."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 05:42:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Because I bet it would just make them bigger. And I'm having a hard enough time being <em>one</em> girl."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 05:45:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh come on.. you KNOW you want to be Vixen." He teases as he refills her glass. "Wish I had your liver though. Be nice to never have to worry about hang overs."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 06:08:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not <em>permanently</em>," she groans, taking a drink. "I liked being able to turn the game off. And have my own face."<br><br>She taps a dark-nailed finger against the side of the glass. "And I'm not 100% that I even <em>have</em> a liver. I may not be anatomically correct all the way down."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 06:15:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know why I'm pushing this with you right? I'm trying to get you to have some FUN with your abilities.. cause you're more enjoyable to be around when you're not feeling sorry for yourself. Not to mention I like seeing my freind in a happy mood. " He grins as he sips his own drink.<br><br>"Keeping you sane seems to be my new job."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 06:23:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Can you blame me for feeling sorry for myself? It's only been a day since my self had a penis." She glares at her flat crotch, in the skintight skirt.<br><br>"All because I stopped that nanoshit falling on some girl. That'll teach me to be a good guy..." She gulps down to rest of her Suntory and grimaces.<br><br>"I'll stop screaming some time, I'm sure. Don't worry. Let's just focus on maybe fixing me, okay?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 06:32:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Got the machine doing the comparison scans. Added a few shot from other 'cover up' black outs I found out about online. Unlike you, this is mere silocone and not a quantum leap in nano-engineering." He grins. "And I warned you that your chivirous side would screw you in the end."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 06:56:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah... but not so literal."<br><br>"Didn't even get her number," she adds with a sigh. "Course, now I'm prettier than she is..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 07:00:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can see if she's in the imagery when it's done." He points out. "Who knows.. club girl might be your perfect lover." He grins lopsidedly. "Or are you holding out for that Nobody guy? I'm jealous you know.." Clearly teasing now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 07:05:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She glowers, but manages a sort of smile. "No eavesdropping when I'm out of my mind on girl thought programming."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 07:07:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"HEy you're the one who is picking up guys in the virutal. I just got to watch your clothing dissolve." He grins sheepishly as he looks around. "And here with no vid chips for my recorder. Such a shame."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 16:24:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Knowing my luck, you'll have plenty of chances." Chris grimaces. "When you set up Mistress Christine's net shrine I'm sure you'll get a free life membership."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 17:21:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nah, she doesn't look as much fun as Christine the spy." He says with a grin. "Besides I doubt I'm her type.." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 18:58:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris shrugs. "She could probably make you enjoy yourself." She sighs faintly. "She can do it to me, after all."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 19:08:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Only if it's the type of girl you WANT to be Chris. I'm here to help you out remember? Still, you might want to consider having some fun with your abilies rather than pouting. And I think the 'tuning/cut out patch' is ready for uploading. So if you accidently trigger the routine you can tune it down or set it for automatic cut out."<br><br>He rubs his brows as he sits down and looks at his computer, looking very tired. Clearly he had been very busy in her absence. "I wish I knew what triggered it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 19:15:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So do I... the AI even asked if I wanted to use it and I said no... but I was acting... like her already when it asked. Even though I don't want to be <em>any</em> type of girl."<br><br>She looks a him and her brow furrows. "And... thanks."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 19:25:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am getting a feel for your control code core, but you're are are at least as complicated as the human nervous system on so many levels it's like I have to learn a new science just to work the basics Chris." He yawns widely as he looks over the multible displays. "Wish I could do this full time, hell I wish I could outsource some of the work."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 19:50:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well... is there anyone you could trust? And I could cover for unpaid leave costs."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 19:57:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What.. with this sort of code and tech? Not many that have the compotence to trust with it. And no one I trust till we can figure out what triggered your filters coming online." He covers another yawn.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 20:05:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay, well." She watches him yawn. "Is there anything you can set to run while you get some sleep?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 20:16:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Already did.. got the image recognition stuff running. A lot of that is simply scanning, face association and such. Going to take time, and might not work." He looked at her. "SOMEONE did't get all her data, she was too busy shopping. Not that I don't mind the results." He adds with a grin as he gets up. "Want the guest room?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 20:27:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I guess... I feel like I've slept enough for one day, though. I could go do another pass of the shoplex, they have night stores, I could find more data... and some pants..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 20:35:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure, you just want to get another shot at 'Lilly's corset emporium'." He says as he gets up and staggers towards his room. "You might want to think on this, you still have some human tissue in there, maybe you need to sleep to recharge those biochemicals. BUT," he looks back at her with a smirk. "you're a big girl and can make up your own mind. The spare room is open if you want it when you get back. Just drop the data you get in the server's work folder and the routine will add it to the search work."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 21:47:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She scowls at the suggestion of wanting a corset. "Don't wait up," she says as she grabs her jacket... <br><br>"Pants, please," she subvocalises as she teeters on her sky high heels.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 21:55:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Only about half the stores she was set to scan were reachable if she played 'in role'. However, the number of CLUBS and BARS that were open would move the data search ahead a little. Perhaps even gain some clue as to who the girl she had saved the night before was.<br><br>Question was, did Chris want to go clubbing to get more data?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 02:20:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks over the slowly rotating 3D map overlay with a sigh, and goes to her room to change into her slightly less constricting goth costume.<br><br>"Darken my nails," she subvocs as she loosens the memory plastic dress to be able to get out of it. "And my hair." She pulls out the sheer black hose, sighing again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 02:39:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The outfit looks good, and she had to admit going with black accents made it work better. She could possibly get anotehr 20% of the imagery she needed finding the right clubs, and with a quick check of the feeds, raves where she'd blend in. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 03:05:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The act of rolling on the stockings gives her a shiver of pleasure.<br><br>She scowls and tries to ignore it, even as she shimmies into her tight skirt and pulls on a PVC croptop.<br><br>"This isn't forever," she reminds herself as she looks in the mirror to apply black cherry lipgloss and dark eyeshadow. <br><br>"There's a way to change. Be me again." She straps herself into her black stiletto heels.<br><br>Pulling on her fitted jacket with the slight Victorian puff to the sleeve, she pauses to check her reflection. <br><br>"I hate you," she tells the girl in the mirror, blows herself a kiss and smiles coldly as she turns on a heel to walk out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 03:11:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The woman in the mirror merely smiles coldly back at Chris, then she is out the door and on the prowl. Even with the heels it is easy for her to move though the night time crowds of the city. The few stores that are open in the mall glitter inviting neon as if calling her to come and spend more money. Beyond in various spots thoughout the district the clubs and raves of the night beckon on her hud overlay.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 03:13:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She does her best to strut as confidently as she had before, when under programming, as she approaches the first store on her list.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 03:20:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she cruises the stores, she spots the 'perky' goth who sold her the outfit she was wearing. And gave her an invite for 'fun and games'.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 02:25:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Oh no, don't let her see me...</em> She moves behind a display of clubwear to try and hide.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 02:31:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She's in a tight little outfit that flatters her figure as she finishes closing up the store. Tight leather boots, and is casually spinning the leash that connected to the collar she was wearing. Chris had to admit she looked 'tasty'.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 03:01:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris watches from her vantage point, admiring her... and her clothes. She shakes her head slightly. <em>Working here</em>, she thinks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 03:10:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris watches her walk away, admiring the ease she moves with that casual grace and ease, as she realizes that the girl is heading into the 'hub' of a handful of hot spots she had picked out for some of her data mining moves. <br><br>Either she'd have to go in and risk being spotted by her, or change her appearance. And the outfit was noticable on a woman her size.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 03:34:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks around for something she would be willing to wear in the club row instead.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 03:41:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Most of the stores that are left are 'teen chic stuff. Not what the 'real' ravers and clubbers would wear. Chris is able to get a few more data packs while she shops around. Most likely the folks that sell the stylish stuff are all gone clubbing now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 03:49:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If I could look like a teen this would work," she subvocalises. "Not that I want to. Suggestions?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 03:53:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The voice is slow in responding. Either from lack of an accetable answer or from some other reason. It's a lot more 'softy spoken' as well.<br><br><em>Best chance would be to engage a personal filter and/or dispose of all clothing and build new appearence and clothing from scratch. That would allow you to move though the target enviroment and shift your appearence and persona at will. </em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 04:00:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can't just strip off," she winces, barely keeping her voice from sounding. "... Is there somewhere I can undress and leave this? Lockers or something?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 04:02:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Bathrooms are accessable in several locations with the ability to hide your clothing in the over head areas.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 04:10:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks at the rotating blueprint and the keyed restrooms, nods and starts walking to the closest.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 04:16:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Soon enough she's in a stall, looking up at the acoustic tile above the stall and getting ready to strip clear down to her skin. Already she feels her skin and 'bones' tingle as her systems come on line to reconfigure her look into something 'new'. <br><br><em>Limited templates are available.&nbsp; Predominiate ethnicitiy choices in Asiatic and European groups.&nbsp; </em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 04:28:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uh... I'll stay European for now... this is strange enough already."<br><br>She slips out of her outfit, exposing fair skin as it returns to its more tanned 'default'.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 04:33:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Very well. </em> Several other criteria come up in her field of vision. Hair, eye color, skin tone to start with.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 04:36:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nothing too excessive. Brunette... light tan... brown eyes... make me the girl next door."<br><br><em>Like the boy I was</em>.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 04:41:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris moves her features and tweaks the colors. Despite anything she tries, the woman in her field of vision isn't anything remotely like her old self. It's hard to picture the 'old' Chris as she looks over the computer simulation of her face.&nbsp; As the systems move small tangible marks over her body, recolor her skin and move facial features around it is hard not to feel on 'edge' from all the stimulation. <br><br>She is very aware by the time it's done that she is most assuredly female AND her nudity lets her see all the signs of that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 04:51:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She straightens up, doing her best to shake off the feeling... glancing at her reflection in the mirrored door and glowering. "Outfit?" she asks wearily.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 04:59:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Any particular style among the items we have available?</em> Menus pop up showing leather, silk, lace. Not 'casual' clothing, but a wider choice that the 'kink wear' she had been stuck with before. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 05:01:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"... Silk," she says after a moment's hesitation. "If it will work. Something... to distract from my face I suppose."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 05:04:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The top that spins out of the weaving resevoirs in her skin is tight, and definitely high lights something other than her face. She feels the nano-weavers spin in a bra underneath that lifts and 'enhances' parts that she didn't think needed it. A matching skirt, short and burgandy, comes into existance as her systems continue to weave.<br><br>Leaving her standing in bare feet in the stall.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 05:19:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, that's creepy," she says, shivering as she feels the weave. "Like Spider-Girl under my skin."<br><br>She puts her shoes back on, then puts everything else in her tote and seals it before stowing it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 05:22:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking over the boots, she realized that she had to move the tint of her outfit from burgandy to a darker color. <br><br>Then it's back into the night time prowl and patrol. It was kind of weird knowing she could make clothing like that. Now the big question was. Where to go?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 05:29:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Burgundy skirt and top with black coat," she suggests. "Burgundy lips, black eyes."<br><br>She starts walking for the central knot of locations.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 05:33:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Fair enough</em> Her lips, and eye lids tingle as she watches the mirror to study the changes. <br><br>Then it was off to a cluster of small run by night stores. Some of them only blocks from where theaccident was. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 05:43:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She feels more exposed in this costume, not because it's any shorter but because it isn't 'real'. It feels real enough, she saw it being created, but...<br><br>She grips her small handbag tightly as she walks, feeling the high heels try and twist her ankles.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 05:51:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Yet, with each near misstep she recovers and keeps going. Several pairs of eyes watch her as she pass. Occassionaly accompanied with a wolf whistle or a cat call, not to mention all sorts of questions (such as 'whatcha doing' or 'how much honey') but nothing out of the ordinary to any other woman on her own.<br><br>There was one group of eyes that watched her closely as she came into the a side alley to one of her last spots for the night.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 06:00:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She does her best to ignore the catcalls as she proceeds, eyes on the sidewalk. <em>Don't engage, it's what they want...</em><br><br><em>Great, dark alley, perfect. I wouldn't go in here when I was a man...</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 06:07:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She downloads the data files and looks around as she consults her inner map. <br><br>As she turns to head back out she finds the alley blocked by four men in gang<br>colors standing at the entrance of the alley.<br><br>"Hey girl.."<br><br>"Toll Alley.. you want to head out.. gotta pay."<br><br>One of the silent pair of the foursome pulls out a pulse stunner.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 06:12:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She freezes, her lips parting as she tries to respond and draws a blank.<br><br>"Pay?" she finally whimpers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 06:15:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh yeah.. definitely." The leader says as the foursome spread out. "I think you might even enjoy the toll. Eventually." He says with a crude laugh as one of the others makes a pelvic thrust that definitely make their intention clear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 06:21:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And as he does, she turns and kicks in the thrusted area, perfectly placing the pointed toe of her heel in his extremities.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 06:26:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He folds around her foot like a bag of cookie dough, with the 'squish' feel of parts that she no long has but feels sympathy pain. The kick drives him down the alley where he smacks into the wall and slides to the ground with a thud. <br><br>A few seconds pass as the men look at her in shock and horror, realizing she moved faster than any human they had seen before. Then they leapt into action, the lead two leaped forward pulling out a length of chain and nasty looking blade.<br><br>"Cut the bitch!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 06:35:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Boys," she says with a thin smile. "No way to treat a lady."<br><br>And she smiles, like Princess Fury before unsheathing her sword of fire.<br><br>And catches the chain as it spins and pulls it out of the boy's hand, throwing him off balance.<br><br>"I died once already today. Didn't much like it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 00:26:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Whatever bitch." Chain growls as she grabs the chain and rushes her, moving to one side as the guy with the blade comes at her from the other side. "We're going to cut you up and leave you in the gutter.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 03:43:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sneers, hefts the chain and spins it, low, aiming for their ankles, forcing them to jump back at least.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 04:19:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And blinks in shock as the chain wielder goes flying on the end of chain wrapped around his rest. And around to strike the knife user in a meaty thump that sounds like something (or several) breaking. Then they flop to the ground as she lets go and turns to face the remaining man.<br><br>Who smirks as her eyes come to the muzzle of his pulser as it goes off. She feels the blast hit, and while it doesn't hurt it wreaks havoc with her nano-weavers and her clothing starts to unravel.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-09-2009, 04:28:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shivers slightly as she stumbles forwards, feeling the restrictions fall away. She sees the boy's smirk turn to confusion - he's not on his feet long enough to really rgister what he's seeing and regain the smirk.<br><br>"Any more?" she asks.<br><br>Then realises she's now naked apart from a thong and stilettoes.<br><br>"Uh... clothes?" she yelps to the computer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 00:36:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Weavers offline. Autorepair routines will require time to rebuild </em> Comes the reply as she feels the chill of the night time air.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 16:59:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"How much time?" she asks, out loud.<br><br>She totters over to the closest unconscious ganger and looks at his coat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-09-2009, 20:03:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Unknown at this time. Systems are working from restore point. Nanoweaver's 89.12% intact, but system power management systems reinitializing.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 02:45:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fuh-uuuck," Chris groans as she rolls the boy over and grabs the sleeve of his jacket to pull it off him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 19:57:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She can feel her systems rebuilding their connections as she pulls on the jacket from the stunner owner.<br><br><em>There are auxilary paths avaible to persona roles.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-09-2009, 20:32:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Meaning what?" she asks warily as she pulls on the jacket, feeling it hang heavy, rough and dank against her smooth skin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-09-2009, 22:25:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Persona have access to improved power linkage to systems currently down.</em> IE, she realized as she hunkered behind a dumpster to pull the jacket over her body, the personas have the ability to do more faster.. which made sense for someone designed to perform different personalities and roles on the fly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 01:56:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Access... an urban stealth persona?" she subvocalises doubtfully.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 02:58:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>@#$%@#.. No valid persona on file.</em> Comes the response.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 14:15:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Something that will blend in here?"<br><br>She's visibly, audibly afraid of what the suggestion will be. She lost herself completely in the first persona she adopted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>10-09-2009, 01:28:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Social adaption routines coming online.</em>&nbsp; And suddenly her anxiety fades as she feels her confidence rise as the personal shows her the 'ropes' of being a clubbing 'chick'. But clearly she feels the 'role' and knowing it's online makes it easier to maintain&nbsp; control
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-09-2009, 03:37:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blinks, focusing and refocusing on what it shows her. "Outfit," she says idly, glancing at the BPM meter in the corner of her field of vision, a built-in sense of rhythm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-09-2009, 18:19:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Something black, leather, and very mini-skirtish spun into existence slowly as she looked herself over. Not the fast instant change she was used to but still it was clothing. Of a sort. And looked to be literally painted on. Of course she had the jacket on over it to help a little.<br><br><em>Incorporating countermeasures to ensure surges like this do not occur again. You might feel urges&nbsp; to consume specific items that will be needed for system changes. </em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-09-2009, 19:02:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Like what?" she subvocs warily.<br><br>She feels the tight leatherlook skirt making her wiggle with every step. Seeing her reflection in a grilled-over window, she turns to watch herself move. "God..." she pouts as the dressing continues.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-09-2009, 04:08:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And the more she was in 'role' the more comfortable she was with the outfit as it finished spinning into existence.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-09-2009, 04:24:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She opens the jacket look at her new red leatherlook crop top. She tuts, even as her makeup ripples into more severe dark eyes and crimson lips, her hair shifts to black bangs and even her perfume changes. <br><br>"That'll do," she nods as she fingers the collar now around her throat. "Let's do this." With that, she struts off, a perfect catwalk sashay.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-09-2009, 17:15:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It seems so easy to resume 'patrol' with the pilfered jacket, stolen stunner and new outfit. Question was, where to go from here? There were easily a dozen clubs nearby to datamine for info. If she was bothered with it. <br><br>After all, she was clearly in need of a night to shake the 'cobwebs' out and let her hair down so to speak.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-09-2009, 15:39:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Somewhere close, so I can get on the dancefloor.</em> She looks at the club listings for somewhere appropriate, somewhere her new look will suit. <em>Somewhere I can drop this jacket, thing's heavy...</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-09-2009, 04:16:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Several options appear in the mental map of the area. She could see all sorts of fashion blogs, club feeds and such add data for a variety of clubs , raves, and bars.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-09-2009, 22:33:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A multi-level club called Flow catches her eye. "Ooh, that one sounds fun," she thinks with a smirk as she makes her selection and starts walking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-09-2009, 23:21:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The beat is loud and very bizarre, but Chris finds it enchanting as she walks in. A bar full of wild drinks catch her eye, complete with flashing glasses and such, as she walks in.<br><br>A dance floor full of writhing bodies was on the other side of the club as she looked around, taking in the hanging cages, and multible levels still unseen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-09-2009, 00:18:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She leaves her jacket with the attendant, having left no genetic traces on it and with no intention of retrieving it. She wants to be seen, after all. <br><br>The imaging surface of the floor ripples like she's walking on water, leaving ripples as she advances towards the dancefloor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 03:44:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The smart floor reacts as she passes, sending out pulses of light and imagery of the crowds that makes things even more surreal as she strides though the crowd with confidence as she heads to the bar. Already she can feel countless eyes, and camera lenses, on her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-09-2009, 19:41:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And that feels good. Her high-gloss black cherry lips break split in a sinful grin as she struts onto the dancefloor, slips into a good position and starts to move, perfect rhythm and style for the club, letting her AI find the recordings as she loses herself to the music.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-09-2009, 23:06:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Men and women part in her path, closing in her wake. All eyes seem focused on her. And Chris LOVED it. It was intoxicating to ride the music and the admiration. Chris recognized a few things as she worked the club, jackets matching her attacker's jackets and familiar faces from her shopping expeditions.<br><br>Of note was the girl from the goth boutique. She was dancing with a man a head taller than Chris on the other side of the room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-09-2009, 02:46:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her hooded gaze lingers on the couple, even as she idly calculates relative positions of the gangers, before she shifts her attention to smile at those nearest her, seeing if anyone's drawing towards her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-09-2009, 16:05:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A lot of people are giving her the eye, and instinctively she notes their various poses and attitudes. Some are definitely interested, others are curious about her. Still others are evaluating her for any number of reasons.<br><br>The gangers seem to be checking her out, but then they are also checking out every other woman in sight. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 04:38:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She observes the girl and her partner, seeing if they only have eyes for each other or if they're looking around more.<br><br>She idly 'tags' the gangers' vital signs on a map of the club, in case they group together to act.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 00:56:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could see the various 'tagged' gangers on her mental 'HUD' moving back and forth. All sort movement was occurring, but no clear indication of them moving on her or anyone else.<br><br>The girl and her boy were casually dancing and looking around. Clearly enjoying the club and seeing what there was to be had. Perhaps looking for someone to 'play' with like she had hinted towards earlier. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 23:27:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Do I want that?</em> she thinks. And smiles as she does. "I shouldn't be too late, though," she subvocalises. Even as a man steps closer and matches his rhythm to hers. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 14:59:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There were several likely choices rapidly closing in on her as she looked around, including the shop girl and her boy (who were just checking Chris out). All of them gave her a bit of stand off distance as she put out the 'I'm in charge' vibe into her dance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-10-2009, 00:56:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gives the dresser and her friend a wicked little smile, then shifts her eyes over to acknowledge one of the other nearby candidates, then back to the assistant and her boy.<br><br>"I should be good," she whispers to herself, a purr in her voice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-10-2009, 23:04:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl smiles as she looks over her approaching.&nbsp; She leaned into her date's arms and nodded towards the approaching Chris. <br><br>"I think she's spicy enough..what do you think honey." Chris hears over the noise of the club.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-10-2009, 04:20:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"God, I wonder what it's like," she murmurs to herself, and her smile widens. She starts to walk over to meet the couple, hips swaying seductively.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-10-2009, 22:47:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The pair watch with interest as Chris walks over towards them. The girl leans into his arms and smiles as Chris' form is spotted coming towards them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 03:46:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hello again," she purrs to the girl. "And hello for the first time," she smiles at the boy, inspecting him. "This place is... interesting enough, but..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-10-2009, 02:18:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl blinks at the approach. "but....?" She smiles as she licks her lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-10-2009, 20:00:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There's only so much you can do here." Christine rests a hand on the girl's waist, and her other on the boy's. "Shall we dance...?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-10-2009, 22:22:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"True.. true.." The girl says as she pulls Chris and the boy out onto the floor, each of them dancing with both Chris and one another. Most telling was the fact that they seemed content to let Chris set the pace. Decide who was in charge
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 22:53:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris takes the offered decision, setting the pace, playing in charge herself. Her eyes rove from the girl to the boy and back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 15:16:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She is welcomed and the twosome seem intent on entertaining her in anyway she might want. Clearly waiting for her to tell them what she desires. <br><br><em>Data for this region mined.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 18:58:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blinks as she hears this. "Right," she subvocalises. "I forgot that was why I was here..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 17:26:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Would you like the remaining sites? </em><br><br>She is eased onto the dance floor by the twosome.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-10-2009, 01:51:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I suppose," she subvocs idly, concentrating more attention on her body and her surroundings than the voice in her head, wishing to rule the dancefloor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-10-2009, 17:09:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Do you wish to remain here for a bit? They seem interested?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-10-2009, 22:23:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Huh?" She blinks, puzzled by the question. Why would she want to - why wouldn't she want to - <em>why am I doing this...?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-11-2009, 18:15:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>You could 'entertain' yourself and them for the evening and turn the data in anytime tomorrow.</em> A vast database of 'social options' opened in her field of vision before the voice withdrew to let her consider the issue at hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-11-2009, 06:02:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She frowns slightly and starts to shake her head. "No," she subvocalises. "This... this isn't me."<br><br>She looks down at herself, at her shapely body dressed for show. <em>Is it?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-11-2009, 15:05:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>You seem to be adapting quite well, hence my suggestion to indulge in the ability to adapt and further assimilate. If you wish you can withdraw from the encounter and continue to datamine areas </em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-11-2009, 06:23:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris considers this, looking at the boy and girl both vying for her attention. She smiles wickedly. <br><br>Then she subvocalises "make my phone ring. Give me an out." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-11-2009, 16:42:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris was watching the two of them move into present their 'case' most eagerly as her phone started to chirp most eagerly as she pulled it out and pulled the ear wig that came with it.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 01:21:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"A moment," she says as she steps back. "Yeah, hi... now?" She sighs and rolls her eyes. "Yeah, fine, what<em>ever</em>..." She snaps her phone shut. "Hate to," she says, "but gotta." She kisses the girl on the cheek, then the boy on the lips... then forces herself to pull back and start to go, blowing a kiss as she wiggles off the dancefloor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>10-11-2009, 15:57:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh poo." The girl pouts as Chris makes her escape the guy leaning in to whisper in the girl's ear. "Oh definitely.. you MUST come back another time okay?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-11-2009, 13:24:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles. "Yes... I must." <br><br>She sashays out, giving coy glances and seductive smiles to everyone who looks her way, loving the attention.<br><br><em>I'll be back tomorrow... and I'll wear something scandalous...</em> She grins at the thought. <em>A mistress... a goddess.</em> She nods to herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-11-2009, 20:28:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It seemed easier to be 'Christine' as she walked out the club. And she found the attention she was getting quite.. intoxicating even without the 'cutout' she had been using. More and more, she realized that she was adjusting to her new 'chassis' and the 'perks' it was furnishing. <br><br>Question was, would she want to change back to 'old chris' if she could be the time she found a way to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-11-2009, 04:00:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stops by the door, looking at her reflection in the full-length mirror fronting the club's security booth. She smiles, turning slowly to admire herself, adjusting the hem of her skirt subtly. <br><br>"Mmm... yeah. Liking this..."<br><br>She nods as she turns on a heel and struts off to her next target.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-11-2009, 17:52:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The voice keeps quiet as she moves through the nighttime crowd as she sees the augmented reality overlay in her field of vision putting her though a variety of choices. Some of the clubs and nightspots are new, while others were old. She could access the next one by going though a warehouse or one of the clubs so new it barely had anything beyond a name. 'Torchy's'
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-11-2009, 02:36:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm dressed for clubbing, not slumming," she tells the program with a proud smile. "Data on Torchy's. Crowd? Scene? Should I change for it? I love dressing up... Will I stand out jarringly, or just because I look too hot?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-11-2009, 03:03:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Nothing on file, the club must be new.</em> Most of the crowd seemed dressed in similar clothing styles to hers. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-11-2009, 03:32:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Same style, but I've got more.</em> She smiles proudly as she struts towards the door security. <br><br>"If there's a guest list, can you add me to it?" she subvocalises, seeing one of the security men holding a datapad. He gives someone a quick once-over, suggesting both that it scans for weapons and that he doesn't expect to find anything. <em>Both good</em>, she thinks. <em>I've been killed once already tonight.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-11-2009, 02:30:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The doorman look her over, and with as smile (aided and abetted by her ability to 'tip' any amount of funds) hold the door open for her. As soon as she goes in she realizes it's not JUST a club for dancing, but seemingly it is a bar, restaurant and exotic dance club as well. A virtual mini-mall of things to do late at night.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-11-2009, 02:41:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gives the waiter a brigth smile as she passes through.<br><br>"My my," she says as she sashays inside, skirt swinging around her hips, looking over the different doors and the range of options and possibilities. She gazes around at the crowd while her cybernetic senses scan for imaging tech.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2009, 18:33:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There are dozens of cameras in the club itself, as she realizes that the video imagery is being sent to a discrete website for live consumption. The links tie a little to the outer links, which she is looking for, but it would take a bit to sort through the sheer volume of the footage.<br><br>"Can I get you something miss?" A waiter says as he approaches with a smile
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-11-2009, 02:47:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"A martini," she says, barely thinking about it, or being called 'Miss' as she smiles back. <em>Why did I ask for that?</em> she thinks, then mentally shrugs it off as she concentrates on following the imaging feeds to the site. "Who's watching this?" she subvocalises
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-11-2009, 01:13:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Open internet connection indicates that anyone looks over the club site.&nbsp; </em> She smiles to the waiter as he brings her drink and pays with a florish from her pay account. <em>AS for the drink, you are using the socialization routines and you took that drink as the easiest choice.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-11-2009, 02:34:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So the club's a fishbowl for voyeurs?" she asks in subvoc. "Suddenly I feel overdressed," she adds with a wicked little smile.<br><br>Sipping her martini, she looks around the club at the other patrons, glancing now and then at the inner-eye display of camera and feed locations.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2009, 00:39:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>It would be a possibility.</em> The voice said quietly. <em>Do you wish to engage the full persona immersion?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-11-2009, 01:16:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure," she purrs. "I'm enjoying this..."<br><br>She doesn't even consider what she's approving.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-11-2009, 19:51:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				All of a sudden it was like everything suddenly went blurry then sharply in focus. She felt what little tensions and worries fade away. Question was, she asked herself as she felt her body start to shimmy in time with the music, what to do now?&nbsp; Suddenly she could see more options than just running around like a rat in a maze getting data from nodes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-11-2009, 03:00:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Christy sips her martini, enjoying the fizz, crossing her legs and gracefully smoothing down her skirt as she sits, watching the club go by. <em>Finish my drink, then onto the dancefloor</em>, she thinks, and smiles. <em>See where the night takes me... maybe find myself a man?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 16:24:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The systems in her 'body' made it easy to know the dance styles of the location. Tapping in to a handful of 'social' activities sites, the AI she shared the body with updated her 'files' and made it easy to blend in. Or stand out as something nova hot. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 02:36:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nova hot, please," Christine subvocs with a purr as she stands and sashays over to the dancefloor, like a queen going among her people. Looking at her reflection in a glass door, she smiles at it approvingly. "Just like that. Very good." She runs a hand down the hem of her tight skirt as she sets her first high heel on the dancefloor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 03:18:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And instantly seems to be the most compelling woman in the club. Her 'look' adjusts subtly as she shimmers into the crowd and instantly claims her spot in the center. The outfit she had 'woven' around her, shifted to hint more and less hiding. Her body language slid into the sultry glide of a woman sure of her place in the world.<br><br>All around her, she could feel the intense gaze of eyes of the men and women in the club. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-12-2009, 01:32:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes," she purrs under her breath as she feels herself adjust to her role, feels her satin hug her and her stockings cling to her exposed thighs. "I want this."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-12-2009, 20:58:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ironically the girl (and her guy) from the store are there. Along with a handful of choices highlighted as she 'looks' though the camera systems.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-12-2009, 00:39:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Are they following me?</em> she thinks. <em>Not that I'd blame them,</em> she adds with a flash of a smile as she moves through the crowd, letting the partiers see her, admire her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-12-2009, 15:44:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Doesn't seem to be, analyzing their spending habits</em> She feels the 'voice' stream in to the deceptively easy to hack systems, a moment or two passes as she sees the spending habits of the duet come to the fore of her vision. There were a variety of clubs that they seemed to cruise and they liked to 'check out' new places.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-12-2009, 03:38:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmm..." she ponders to herself. "They're very cute... but I don't really want to share tonight."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 23:17:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There several likely 'suspects' as she tagged their idents one after the other. Male and female of all sorts of flavors. Some out in the open in their likes/dislikes/needs/wants. As she skimmed over the various tags, and occasionally tagging a few with 'avoid like the plauge' as their habits and likes scared the 'chris' under the synthetic persona, one woman drew her eye. <br><br>It took almost a minute to realize where she had seen her before. It was the woman she had shoved clear of the waste!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 01:44:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A smile spreads slowly across Christine's beautiful face as she recognises her. "Small world," she whispers to herself as she looks the girl over. "I died for her... and I'm glad," she thinks, idly stroking the skintight skirt clinging to her hips. "She really does deserve a thank-you..."<br><br>Part of Chris wants her, but the men around also seem to be attracting her attention. She vaguely knows that this should seem unusual to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 02:59:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The social tag on her says her name is 'Jennifer Furr' and puts her as normally into guys only but somehow Chris figures she could swing things. The cues popping up in her field of vision are aided by a subtle factory of pheromones starting up. She would only have to sample Jennifer's skin with a touch and she could literally sweep the girl off her feet. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 03:17:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris tags Jennifer with a locator soft. "Maybe later," she subvocalises. "It's my first time... who else?"<br><br>"I want someone to sweep me off <em>my</em> feet..." She realises that she's looking at the men now. <br><br>"I want a man."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 03:53:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There were literally dozens of them watching her, all seemed a bit.. submissive in the wake of her 'alpha female' persona. There were several suitable choices, a few Japanese execs slumming, a Eurocorp type with an expensive taste in clothing and a pair of american business men. All of them were tagged as being 'on the prowl' and her persona routine tagged them as men she could easily control if things got out of hand. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 04:02:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Considering her options, she looks over at the Euroboy and the Americaners. The former is by himself, proud of his looks and his accessories... <em>And I am a material girl,</em> she thinks as she takes a step towards him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 05:25:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She knows within a euro how much he's worth quickly enough.&nbsp; A minor eurocorp type, his history unravels as her AI subroutines pull in all manner of data. His drink prefrences, the hotel he is staying at, what sort of women he hires when he's not out clubbing and the fact that he likes high end sushi and fine sake.<br><br>"Hello." He says with faint english accent that ties into his english private school upbringing as he looks her over. "You seem.. intent tonight. Dare I hope you are looking for companionship?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-12-2009, 02:25:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>I can do better than that,</em> she thinks as she looks at the escorts listed in his travel profile. <em>Maybe I should charge...</em><br><br>She smiles at the thought as she steps up to him. "Hi." As he asks if she's looking for company, she nods. "I'm all alone. That doesn't seem right, does it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-12-2009, 03:43:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why no it doesnt." He says back with a grin. "So, what should we do to correct that problem?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-12-2009, 03:49:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We should get to know each other," she says with a smile, and offers a hand to him. "I'm Christine." <br><br>Calling herself that feels completely natural. <em>Yes. I</em> am <em>Christine,</em> she thinks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-12-2009, 04:04:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"John St. James." He says as he leans in to kiss her hand. "Shall we step over to a booth and have some drinks."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>20-12-2009, 01:10:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'd love to," Chris...tine replies. She moves in close as he guides her off the dancefloor. "So, in town for business?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-12-2009, 19:45:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, quite so. My development team has come up with.. shall we call it a small code solution that one of the multinationals will want to license from us. I'm here to encourage them to do that rather than trying to buy us outright." He smiles as he lets her take the lead, "dreadfully boring stuff I'm afraid to say."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 04:17:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods along, taking his hand, accessing his file to see if he's telling anything close to the truth. "Well, as long as it pays the bills, can't complain too much. And besides, if you hadn't come on this trip, we wouldn't have met." She leans a little closer as they reach the booth. "And that would have been a shame."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 16:48:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Closer examination of his data trail shows that it is being monitored. Perhaps as a way to get an angle on him or to simply track him as he parties in Tokyo. The story seems true, he's here with one of the big Zaibatsu groups to discuss licensing his software companies designs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-12-2009, 02:35:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She takes a seat, crossing her long legs and resting a hand on her knee, enjoying these sensations, as she subvocalises "locate tracer..." <br><br>"So," she purrs, "will this be a long visit? Or are you just in and out?" She smiles wickedly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-12-2009, 02:42:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Depends on how long they want to drag things out." He said as he puts a hand on hers and smiles. 'right now I'm not to upset with the idea of being here a long while. Japan suddenly has more appeal." He chuckles at that as her smart frames spin out and start back tracking all the data on him. The resident intellect within her goes quiet as it directs data intrusions and assualts to find the spies on him, spoofing and 'fading' her presence as it subtly shifts the tracers out of the circuit. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-12-2009, 03:52:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You should see me in a geisha outfit," she teases, grasping his hand gently. "Or a school uniform. Whichever." She flashes a naughty grin. <br><br>"I've been here a while myself, and I've gotten to love it." With her free hand, she raises her martini and takes a sip, licking her perfect red lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-12-2009, 03:55:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was slow going, the resident AI doing all the work and with little skill in computers herself to help, but clearly she was starting to make progress. <br><br>"Indeed." He says with a smile, unaware of the high level programming war going on around him. "I can imagine you do the club scene quite a bit." He added as he sipped his sake. "I find your current outfit..quite fetching." he adds with a blush at her teasing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-12-2009, 04:21:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles warmly at the compliment. "Thank you. I'm glad. It's just a little something I cooked up." Setting down her glass, she runs a hand down the seam of her skirt. "I like to look my best."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-12-2009, 04:26:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You must have."&nbsp; He tapped the goggles on his foreheard. "They didn't come up with any designer labels." He smiled at her her with a small chuckle. "It's always a good way to start a conversation with a pretty lady."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-12-2009, 04:31:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Very clever..." She smiles brightly at being called a pretty lady.<br><br>"I fabricated the dress from my own design, but my shoes and stockings are from a boutique in one of those nest malls in the district." She swings her legs out and stretches them to show them off. <br><br>"Of course, I'm happy to be swathed in designer labels as well..." she adds with a chuckle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-12-2009, 04:42:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think we can arrange something like that." He said with a chuckle. "Anything in particular you'd like to put on?" He asked as he looked along the length of her leg curiously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-12-2009, 01:30:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She points her toes to further emphasise their length and shape for him. <br><br>"Well, I tend to work in synthetics, but I love silk and satin..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-12-2009, 01:39:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes watch her body as she shows off the 'fit' of her outfit. "Nicely too I might add. But I think we could get you in some silks of some sort." He queries his smart glasses for a variety of boutiques that would have things open for the 'party chic', though he doesn't mention it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-12-2009, 02:28:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Christine smiles as she sees his query. Of course if I had something to change into, I'd be able to take all this off just about anywhere, wouldn't I..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-12-2009, 02:32:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well if you'd like I could see about getting you something." He quirks and eyebrow. "If I"m not being too bold that is."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>31-12-2009, 23:59:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm the one being bold," she says with a naughty smile. "So I'll let you choose what you have in mind," she adds with a sly wink.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-01-2010, 00:03:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughs back. "Better put some conditions on that, my first impulse are for things only suitable for private company."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-01-2010, 00:34:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She flashes a grin. "That's what I had in mind."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-01-2010, 00:41:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I have several boutiques flagged on my glasses if you'd like to check them out." He said with a wry smile as she sees the 'woman who made me' walk by again. Clearly HE's eager to see what she was up to, question was she realized did she go have fun, 'thank the woman now or later?<br><br>So many options, she realized as she fell deeper into the persona filter's leveling influence.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-01-2010, 02:44:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She glances at Jennifer momentarily, then looks back at John. "I'd love to." She takes a last sip of her drink and sets it down, rising gracefully and smoothing down her skirt as if she has years of practice doing so. "Lead the way."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-01-2010, 03:06:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				John smiles as he slips his arm in hers and leads her towards the entrance. She feels the scruitiny of the various 'watchers' scour her and his id. Some were the of various club members, and she could tell as her image and id was spread over the net looking for social sites with her. The corporate ones were simply looking for her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-01-2010, 03:12:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>They won't recognise me</em>, she thinks. <em>I am sooo much more than they think.</em><br><br>She lets herself be lead, like a queen with a dignitary she's come to visit, as she sashays out of the club.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-01-2010, 03:35:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Doesn't stop from them from trying she noted as literally dozens of net probes, thermal scans, and even millimeter radar scans of her. All of which showed nothing beyond a human woman, as her AI aide hacked the sensors, spoofed them and foiled them at every turn. A dozen hits on her cover id were simularly spoofed and foiled as John lead her out to the curb and into a cab.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 01:25:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles and murmurs a soft "thank you" as he holds the door for her, taking his hand to help her inside, sitting and sliding back slightly to keep her skirt properly smooth.<br><br><em>I'm all woman</em>, she thinks, and smiles as she feels a surge of pride at this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 01:35:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The barrage of invasive probes dropped off a bit as she slid into the sheilded cab. John pulsed a boutique address to the driver in the front, only her artificial senses picking it up. It was downtown, very expensive and very very exclusive.<br><br>"I have just the place in mind." He says as he pours a pair of whiskey shots for them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 02:14:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She takes hers from him with a seductive smile, holding it to chime their glasses together. "Can't wait to see it," she purrs, all but oblivious to the datawar following her, lost in the moment as she takes a slow sip.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 02:19:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The whiskey tasted the same, but after the familiar fuzziness wasn't there anymore. She could feel as clear as the moment she woke up that morning, even though she had been up and running for hours without rest. John sipped his glass with casual ease as he smiled at her.<br><br>"So what sort of clothes you want to try on?" He asked curiously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 02:40:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, if the gentleman is paying, the gentleman should have some say." She flashes a flirtatious smile as she takes another sip, lingering on the sensation. "I'd be delighted to give you a private fashion show. Wear what you want me to wear."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 02:50:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I was thinking something.. like sheer black silk, figure hugging and soft." He smiles. "for.. private moments, and something tight, and in leather, for when we return to the club." He smiles. "I'm afraid I'm on english time and don't sleep well here anyway. I typically sleep in the afternoons."<br><br>She could check his past purchases, she realized, to see what sort of things he bought his lady friends.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 02:43:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm," she smiles at the idea of wearing sheer silk, she knows how good it looks and feels to wear. And she nods at the idea of wearing tight and shiny for him as well. <br><br>"I'm lucky, I don't need much sleep anyway," she chuckles as she accesses his purchase log for female apparel.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 02:55:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I've always felt sleep was over rated." He agreed with a grin. Chris felt the AI withdraw suddenly from the coutering of probes and for a moment she felt entirely normal as all systems powered down to a bare minimum. Then slowly after the feeling of having a HUGE sea creature passing over her, her systems returned to the normal levels.<br><br>Clearly something big was cruising the networks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 03:50:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles... then blinks and pauses as the HUD vanishes from her vision, and she sees... herself, dressed as a woman... sitting with a man... she encouraged him to pick her up. Her throat goes dry for a moment as she remembers who she is. <em>What am I...</em><br><br>Then her systems restarts and she relaxes as she remembers who she <em>really</em> is. "What was that?" she subvocalises idly, getting back to the important business of sipping her drink and smiling at John.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 04:11:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>AI. Big one, I had to withdraw to the central core. It was bulk probe over the entire district.</em> She blinked as she felt the synthetic intellect she shared her body with renew links. <em>Someone let it have network links.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-01-2010, 02:00:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Looking for us?" she subvocs nonchalantly, aware that she should be worried but feeling surprisingly relaxed. She looks down at herself, crosses her legs, idly smooths her skintight skirt with one manicured hand and smiles approvingly at the sensations.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-01-2010, 02:13:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Unlikely. Doubtful we'd rate an intrusion scan by a full on AI of Seraphin level power or higher. Cherubin would be the very highest someone like John would reguire for any 'mystery' woman. And to be honest, if it was looking for us directly, we'd be very unconforable in it's grip by now.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-01-2010, 02:44:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Right," she mused in the subvoc. "What's it after, then?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-01-2010, 02:55:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Do you honestly think I'd ask? </em> The AI seems to be gaining a bit of personality as it interacts with you. <br><br>"So, we seem to be here my dear." His voice breaks in the conversation and she can see a massive hotel/mall complex that is one of the cities finest '6 star' areas. Only the best of the best. "Shall we see what you have to show me?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-01-2010, 01:51:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You might be able to tell," she replies soundlessly to the AI.<br><br>Then she smiles again as the car slows. "Let's." She gives John her hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-01-2010, 01:58:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles and leads the way into the hotel/mall complex. All around her, scanners measure and scan her body, and the salons around the entrance start running smart programs to profile her looks and apparent fashion tastes from her outfit.<br><br>Clearly John had sent out a signal when she was 'offline'.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-01-2010, 03:45:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She walks at his pace, letting him lead her and rest a hand on the small of her back, resisting the urge to step up to a supermodel sashay for the measuring protocols. She enjoys the feeling of his touch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-01-2010, 03:55:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So what does the lady wish first.. a small discrete private booth to show off her 'bedroom look' or something we can have you wear back to the clubs?" John asks as she feels the programs catalog a variety of looks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-01-2010, 04:19:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You choose." <br><br>The idea of dressing to please thrills her. She knows it should feel strange, but instead it feels deliciously tempting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-01-2010, 04:26:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Let's go with clubwear." John says as he walks up to one of high fashion/club wear outlets. It was kind of weird to walk into a place like this to try on the wares rather than look at someone wearing them. With the persona augmentations going on, it felt even more natural to do so too. <br><br>All in all, she imagined this was what a woman felt like doing it. And strangely enough it felt good.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-01-2010, 03:32:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Your wish is my command," she says with a teasing smile as she struts in, looking to see what the boutique has for her to try and what he'd like to dress her up in, excited by the possibilities. "Where do we start? What do you want me in first?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-01-2010, 03:38:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Somthing tight.. formfitting even." John says as she is escorted to a fitting room to be outfitted with something tight. John watches her leave, and without even using the cameras she knew he was watching her perfect ass.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 00:55:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes sir," she purrs with a teasing smile as she struts off to the fitting room to dress in something suitable.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 01:00:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				All sorts of images fill her inner (computerized) vision as the scanners sweep over her. All manners of designers and their products fill her vision, computer programs building a 'suitable attire' profile for her as something 'black, leather, and sexy' was picked out. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 01:10:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stands for the scanners with the practised grace of a runway model, smiling at the imaging suggestions mapping over her reflection in the mirrored screen up ahead.<br><br>She takes the selection and examines it, looking to see how to fasten it on herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 01:21:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Between the efficient design and her programmed knowledge, the outfit goes on easily enough. Though it looks like she is strapped in so tight that she couldn't breath heavily if she wished. The question was, did she add a skirt, dress, tight pants and how tall a heel went with these. <br><br>Her 'inside ear' listened to the chatter following her and John drop back down to 'nominal' levels. All in all it seems to be the 'watch the rich corporate type for suitable extortion material'. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 01:31:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Give me a tight short skirt, and 5" spikes." She smiles wickedly as she makes her selections. "Always skirts and dresses from now on," she decides.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 01:47:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She can feel the profiles changing and a weight lifts as she realizes all 'nondresses/skirts' were being purged from her internal memory. And her persona was shifting to accept her directives as a choice in lifestyle. <br><br>As she reeled at the implications of programming her own mind, the booth's autofac facilities were weaving together the outfit she had selected and outputting them into a bin as she watched. Hard to believe that once people put together clothing and that it took a while to do.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 01:56:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"<em>It's all new to me</em>," she thinks to herself, dismissing any sense of loss as she rules out the idea of wearing pants. "<em>And sooooo much fun</em>," she adds with a smirk as she retrieves the still-cooling top, skirt and shoes, ready to fasten herself into them and show herself off for John's approval.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 02:08:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was strange, to feel yourself change. To be redefined on a mental level like she was able to highlighted how 'beyond' human she had become. And to be so casually refined like this made it so easy to go along with the synthetic persona.<br><br>Which in turn made her new body tingle as she took in the lustful gaze from John as she came out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 02:21:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She idly ponders her changeable options as she skilfully tightens her top, fastens her skirt and straps herself into her new stiletto heels. Pausing to refresh her makeup to suit, she sways out to be admired.<br><br>"Does Sir approve?" she asks with a wicked smile as she turns slowly for him, pivoting on a heel.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 02:30:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sir most heartily does." John says as he clicks his phone shut and walks over to look her over. "You even fixed the makeup to match the new outfit. I like a lot.." He leans in to kiss her on the lips gently as he runs his hands over her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 01:03:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's all in the detail," she breathes across his cheek as he moves in, allowing his kiss, leaning into his caress.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 01:09:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He slides around to kiss her on the lips, slipping in his tongue as she is eased against the wall of the display area. It felt right, as their tongues clashed in a deep lingering kiss. <br><br>Then there is a split second where the 'shark' rises from the depths of the net again, and she is left behind as the AI she was riding tandem with vanishes into her private neural net. And she is left in the hands of a man who was kissing her so well, and a body that seemed to melt into his. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 01:47:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes open wide as she feels herself suddenly alone, suddenly very aware of what she's doing - <em>he's</em> doing. <br><br>But she doesn't move, doesn't pull away. The sensations she's feeling overwhelem her resistance, her panic at being trapped in this... situation.<br><br>And then her persona reasserts itself, and she smiles again as it reminds her how much she enjoys this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 01:55:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Apologies, the Archangel is very active in this area. We would do better in a less computer intensive environment. Fewer resources being used in the area we occupy would allow us to function more fully. Sadly that would involve in leaving John behind.</em><br><br>John's phone beeped with a message as he reluctantly parted from Chris. She could feel him hard and ready to go against her body. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 02:20:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"But I want him. Can't I take him with me?" Christine subvocalises, letting her arms slide down John's chest and back, being good enough not to cup as her hand traces over his crotch. <br><br>She leans back, one foot on the floor and the other against the wall, her hands there as well, posing like an experienced model. she watches him, seeing what he's doing.<br><br>Suspecting that the AI is taking him away from her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 02:23:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>That would defeat the purpose of reducing computer scrutiny on you till the Archangel returns to it's normal patterns. Perhaps you should leave full persona immersion to consider these options?</em> The AI asked as John playfully swatted at her and pulled free. He wagged a finger and mouthed 'naughty girl' to her as he listened to the voice on the other side. <em>Perhaps persona immersion is impeding your rational functions?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 00:58:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Um?" she subvocalises, not sure what the AI means about 'persona immersion'. "Am I not thinking like me? This is me..."<br><br>She shakes off the idea, licks her lips as she watches John.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 01:01:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>You are thinking as you would if you were the woman of the specific persona you are acting in. It was desgined to help deep cover assets stay 'in role'.</em> John winks at her as she carries on her inner dialog.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 01:52:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles wickedly at him, then nods faintly at the AI's explanation. "Oh. I see... Are you talking to him? I don't just want to run off..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 01:55:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Not, it is looking for something and when you're basically carrying a small cherubin class AI in your head, it's not good to have something that highly classed investigate with the blunt force methods he's doing. I could fake a phone call, have you called away if you like?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 01:59:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes please," she subvocs disappointedly. "Thank you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 02:02:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>I merely ask because the AI is focusing in this area and I recall you saying you didn't want to have sex with a male tongiht. I estimate you remain you have a 96.025% chance of doing so. Repeatedly.</em><br><br>Her phone, which was basically an extruded device from her own synthetic body gives off a pop club ring tone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-01-2010, 03:48:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I do now," she subvocalises, her dejected tones almost audible as she looks sidelong at John. <br><br>She answers the phone, pouting. "Konbanwa..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-01-2010, 04:11:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hi, this is me telling you you're needed back at the club by your sister." The AI says in the phone for her benefit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 02:11:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aww," I pout. "Can't you get a homer?" I slip into the character of the concerned but not-happy-to-go sister without really thinking about it.<br><br>I cover the phone. "It's my sister," I sigh at John. "She wasn't even suppsoed to be coming tonight."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 02:13:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's quite alright.." He taps out an account order for Chris. "Provided you find something to wear for me the next time we meet." He leans in to kiss her. "something.. bed-room like?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 02:36:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes sir," she purrs, parting her lips for him to kiss her. "Any special requests?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 02:42:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Something.. revealing." He says as he kisses her again, sliding a hand down to pat her behind. It was interesting to be in the arms of a man, head tilted back as she felt his body respond to the closeness of her own. The sensors and her own physical senses picking up details of male arousal that she had never known as a man, and how her own body was responding. He parted the kiss with a sigh. "Probably for the best, I have some work to do. See you tomorrow?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 02:51:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her hand in turn rests on his hip, as she stays close to let him linger on her bottom, wishing he'd never let go.<br><br>"Yes please," she says with a teasing smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 02:58:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's always the duty of a gentleman to please a lady." He smiles as he 'chirps' his phone contact info to her phone. "And I personally hope that you and I will get to see what else you can model for me.. perhaps even take it off."<br><br>He gives her butt a final squeeze before kissing her hand and reluctantly heading inside the hotel proper.<br><br><em>Shall we scrub the net and build an appropriate woman profile for him?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 03:02:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes please," she murmurs audibly to the AI as she watches him go. <br><br>"Now what?" she subvocalises as she feels herself calming down, much to her disappointment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 03:05:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>We could resume your.. hunt in the club. I have 22 likely targets you tagged still logged on site at the club. I only suggested leaving her as you expressed distress at being restored to your own outlook. There were several other candidates you tagged of interest. I can build a list based on likelihood of not being in an area that the Archangel would scan if you like.</em> She saw the list roll though, the only real figures of notice were a handful of men, the girl she had saved the night before, one other businesman and the couple from the clothing store. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 03:16:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay. We should... focus on finding what happened. And... who sent the Archangel." She looks at John's name and call tag on her phono. <br><br>With a lingering glance back, she starts to walk away, enjoying the sensation of the way her tight skirt and spike heels make her walk.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 03:21:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>I doubt it was us, your initial interfaces with the hotel systems were too easily spotted when it scrubbed their systems. I suspect there was an asset take by someone tonight. The only thing that could tie to us was if the sample that was taken last night WASN'T for disposal. In which case, we shall most likely encounter it's scans again. I would suggest leaving Japan if that was the case.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 03:29:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Is that likely?" Christine frowns as she subvocs this. "It sounds likely. After all... they'd want another me, wouldn't they?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 03:33:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Of course, but you know that we would have more scrutiny in the actiity we've seen if your nanomatrix had been considered viable.</em> That was true, she wasn't being sought after in the scans she had taken. Perhaps she could call it a night and see about seducing her hacker friend, she thought impishyly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 03:52:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>That would be so easy</em>, she thinks with a smirk. <em>Ucch, too easy, and he knew me when I was a boy...</em> She shakes her head, deciding against this idea.<br><br>She sashays over to the elevators to the complex's cab lobby.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 04:31:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>So, you'd like to go offline and head home for sleep?</em> It asked curiously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 04:20:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Probably best," she murmurs, trying not to sound too dejected about it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 04:24:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And as suddenly as she had been the wild and dominant Christine, who had enjoyed her night out she wasn't anymore. One moment still wondering what it would be like to ride John like a pony, the next she was plain old Chris. Mostly she thought anyway as she blinked and shook her head as the cab pulled way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 04:40:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She actually stumbles as she gets into the cab, feeling suddenly unsteady on high heels and restricted by a tight skirt.<br><br>"Oh my God," Chris cringes. She quickly pulls on the safety harness and huddles into the seat, starting at what she wears, blushing uncontrollably.<br><br><em>Oh God, I was a woman!</em> Chris thinks, his male voice in her female mind. <em>I wanted a man, I wanted a man to fuck me...</em><br><br>"Okay," she subvocs in a panic. "I need... limits on, on, on personas."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 04:47:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Which makes the world seem even weirder. She was still Chris but she moved like Christine now as she got in the cab and gave the address to the driver. She even 'swished' her skirt properly as she sat down. This was more confusing than coming off the persona itself she realized, as it took a moment to realize that she could do this naturally, and was most likely going to be able to do it soon without aid
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 04:57:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stares at her perfectly manicured nails as she rests her hands on her knee after crossing her legs elegantly. <br><br>"Can I stop that?" she subvocs... well, more like whimpers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 20:57:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Doubtful, would require intensive neural pruning, to the point you'd be 'back at step one'. IE when you first became aware of your current status.</em> Basically she'd have to wipe her memory back to the awful point in the all. <em>Adaption and assimilation of persona traits is anticipated. Though limited to things like motor memory and coordination</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 07:32:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uh... okay..." she murmurs, not quite under her breath, and bites her lip - tasting cherry lipgloss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 07:36:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The cab hustles her back to the 'apartment' lair she was using as 'home.' As she came in, she found it almost instinctive to upload the scan data to the archive her friend had set up. It was getting easier and easier to interface with some machines, she realized.<br><br>Just think and 'click' so to speak. She wasn't tired physically, but mentally the impact of the night was hard on her and she needed sleep. The biggest problem she realized was that she wasn't altogether sure how to get the intricate dress and top off.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 07:55:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She watches the data and footage uploading to the waiting comp. <br><br>She takes a seat on the futon, looking down at herself. Glancing across at her beautiful reflection. <br><br>"Um... how do I get out of this?" she asks internally.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 08:06:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Uncertain. You could access the persona to remove it.</em> After a moments pause it adds another option that she KNEW she didn't want to do. <em>You could tear it off, your musculature is strong enough.</em><br><br>Or she realized, she could just.. muddle though.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 00:50:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She thinks about this and frowns. The thought of accessing the persona chills her... she enjoyed being her so much. She could be that again so easily... be the woman she's built to be, give up on being Chris at all.<br><br>Gritting her teeth, pushing that idea down, she starts to unbuckle the stiletto heels.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 01:16:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Snores in the next room tell her that her friend is sleeping well. It's slow going but she muddled though the shoes easily enough. The skirt was easy, just flick off the belt, work the snaps and then she was in the tight top and a pair of thong panties.<br><br>The top was a bit harder, but her flexibilty allowed her to reach behind her clumbsily and unfasten the corset like top, freeing her breasts as she took it off. She looked over at the couch and felt more mentally exhausted than physically tired. Maybe a good nights sleep would help.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 03:34:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She picks up the outfit, which looks larger in her hands than it did on her body... <br><br>Now wearing only the thong, she kneads her breasts gently to restore their feeling, like he used to massage his feet after a long day. <br><br>"Nightwear," she mumbles as she pads over to the couch. <br><br>For a moment, she imagines herself relaxing in a double bed with silk sheets. Naked. With a man.<br><br>Shaking her head, she moves to the couch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 03:39:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sleep takes a while, after coming off the the persona's outlook she felt.. wierd, wearing the nighty and her imagined dreams of being with a man set her body off in ways she didn't wish to consider. Leaving her tense and on edge as she tried to sleep like she used to as a guy on her stomach, that didn't work. The breasts got in the way, she realized as she rolled over and looked up at the ceiling.<br><br>She slowly went to sleep, and let her re-engineered body and mind drift off to sleep. Her last wakign thought was how nice it had been to dance with the girl from the store and how intoxicating John's kisses had been.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 03:50:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She almost speaks up as she finds herself wearing a silk nightdress, but her complaint becomes a tired, slightly aroused moan as she feels it settle over her skin. She finds herself toying with the soft ruffles. "That's nice," she murmurs without really realising it, licking her lips... and tasting the kiss... and smiling slightly as she drifts off to sleep.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 03:58:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She woke to the smell of cologne as she felt a man enfold her in her arms, nuzzling her neck as he ran his hands over her suddenly nude body. She felt afire, the mere touch of him arousing her body. She was in a darkened room that seemed to be made of nothing but darkness and the soft rustle of silk on silk as she felt her desire to respond in like grow. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 04:03:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris finds herself smiling and purring as she responds to the man's caress, nipples hardening, growing breathless and lips parting for a kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 04:22:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hands wander lower, stirring her body in ways she hadn't imagined. She felt her body moisten and heat up at his touch as he pulled her hands up to his body, encouarging her to let her hands wander over his toned and muscular body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-02-2010, 13:37:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She does as directed, resting her hands on his taut skin, feeling his muscles shift as he moves, closing her eyes and licking her lips as she parts her legs for him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-02-2010, 17:52:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The man kisses her, still cloaked in shadows as his hand slides downward to tease her sex. She was awash with sensation as he rubbed against her and she could feel his hardness against her. The tension was palatable as he pushed her back onto a bed and slid a hand along her thigh to guide himself in.<br><br><br>Di<strong>S</strong><em>c</em><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">t</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>i</strong></span>N<del>u</del>I<span class="bbc_u">t</span><strong>Y</strong><br><br><br>Then there was nothing but the couch under her as she bolted awake, feeling strange in own body. Moistness below and her nipples hard as she realized she was naked and the blanket had rolled off of her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-02-2010, 02:29:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"But - " She stammers and looks around, moans softly as she feels her lingering arousal, licks her lip. Then she shakes her head and frowns, focusing and waking more fully.<br><br>"What happened?" she subvocalises as she reaches for the blanket.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-02-2010, 02:42:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>You were in a dream state.</em> The AI told her as she felt the rough teasing of her aroused skin by the blanket.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-02-2010, 03:08:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ohh..." She shifts uncomfortably under the blanket. "Nigthshirt," she groans.<br><br>"I heard something," she continues, uncertainly. "Or thought I did. Dis... discontinuity?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-02-2010, 03:14:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>You forced yourself to wake, breaking the link your mind was building for details you didn't have yet.</em> That had a weird hint to it. That she had built something to get the 'female' details she hadn't had. And broke the link to that reference point. She had a suspsion it was a certain programers stim-sim stash that provided that info.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-02-2010, 03:31:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh," she mumbles vaguely. She knows she should expunge the details... she wants to complete them.<br><br>She idly strokes the silk nightdress forming around her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-02-2010, 04:32:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>I can induce a dreamless sleep state, you're in need of downtime to restock nanite reserves and to reconstitute essential biological processes in your mind. It is the most 'human' element left in your systems.</em> She found her hands wandering, and lingering on sensitive spots as she listened to the AI, spots that were still sensitive.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-02-2010, 04:49:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Al-alright," she murmurs as she stops herself exploring any more, suppressing a shiver, knowing that the voice in her head knows what she's doing.<br><br>The reminder that her brain is the only real human part of her... <em>him</em> left helps Chris to focus. She was working to find out why this happened, who's responsible... whether they have the ability to fix her, to make her him again... And that's important... isn't it?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-02-2010, 16:39:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>I suggest you sleep more. I have need of a restorative state myself. I shall be offline for 45 minutes while my core program encodes to the backup node net within our body.</em> The voice vanished and Chris was alone in this sensitive form. She could explore it she realized as her hand brushed as still stiffened nipple or try to go to sleep. Part of her was more than a little curious, was it true that women felt more? She groaned as she tried to put that thought aside, was it part of that hentai/porn dream she just had, the fallout of her night out clubbing or bleed over from running a high end persona all night?<br><br>Or was she simply adapting?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-02-2010, 14:48:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This thought stops her even as her hand rests on her crotch, feeling its warmth and moisture.<br><br><em>if I fall asleep... who will I be when i wake up?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-02-2010, 16:42:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It's so hard, not to play with herself with her hand resting there on her new 'hardware'. Even just resting there felt 'interesting'. Feeling the thrill of anticipation at the presence of her hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-02-2010, 02:51:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Licking her lips, she finds herself gently stroking her labia.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-02-2010, 03:14:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A shocking thrill fills Chris' body at the first touch. A moan slipped though her lips as she felt that first electric thrill. And it was just enough to bring the question 'what would be more like'.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-02-2010, 03:28:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nnnmmmm..." With a moan, and a smile, she gently starts to find out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-02-2010, 03:38:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The more she probes the better it feels. She could feel something expand in her mind as she did so, an awareness of what to do with her body as she continued to explore her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 01:58:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moans softly as she strokes herself, more with every shiver of pleasure that runs through her new body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 02:05:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She feels better and better as she strokes her sex, and one particular thrust brings her a deep gasp of sheer pleasure as she hits a 'spot' that seems to be pure pleasure to touch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 02:36:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris lets out a gasp of pleasure, shivers all over, and carefully strokes the G-spot again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 02:52:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And finds each time she does the pleasure increases, slowly and steadily building as she pushes and probes her G-spot with increasing speed. Unaware of her volume increasing as she slowly builds to release.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 03:40:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Finally she shudders, helpless with pleasure, gasps becoming a shriek.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 04:31:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know.." Her 'roommate's voice cuts though her post climax bliss with a wry tone. "If you want to diddle yourself like that at least bit the pillow Chris.. some of us were trying to sleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 05:14:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh God, sorry, sorry..." Chris stammers an apology, feeling the warmth of a blush, not knowing whether her face is actually showing one or not.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 05:29:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's okay.. I forgot to tell you that I made up the guest room." He grins as he produces a silk robe for her with a flourish. "Had to give you somewhere to put the stuff that arrived earlier." He hands her the robe and turns for her to pull it on. Kind of nice of him in a way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 05:39:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh." She takes it, still feeling like she's blushing. "Thank you," she says quietly as she slips the robe on, pulling it tightly around her... feeling the touch of silk on her skin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 05:53:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Glad to see you're adapting Chris.. I was worried about you tonight." Her senors record his respiration and heartbeat.. could he actually be interested in her?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 18:39:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Of course he is</em>, she thinks, then frowns slightly as she pushes the thought away.<br><br>"Yeah, it's... making me adapt." She grimaces. "I'm... it all feels so <em>nice</em>. I can't <em>not</em> enjoy it..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 19:01:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gives Chris a quick kiss on the cheek as he points her in the direction of the quest room. She did notice he was a bit more built than she had thought. Not outright muscular but no heavy amount of body fat. <br><br>"Well explore in the bedroom please..the walls are sound proof and I still need some sleep."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 19:06:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She feels the blush rising again as he kisses her cheek, and lowers her gaze, surprised as she feels his hand on the small of her back as he guides her in. "Sorry," she murmurs as she steps in and looks around.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 19:12:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not to worry. You're the boss remember?" He says as he lets her look around. "Sorry the sheets don't match the comforter." It was a ragged cover and very nice silk sheets.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 19:19:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Where did you get the sheets?" she asks, moving over to touch them, surprised and grateful.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 19:24:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They are all I use.. Silk sheets are just.. nicer. The comforter was from school. I only bought the one after I moved in. You can decorate the place as you want.' He says as he leans on the door frame. The place wasn't too shabby but aside from a bed and dresser there wasn't much to be seen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 04:36:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They are," she agrees without considering it. Sitting on the bed, she looks around the room. "I... don't really know what sort of taste I have now. Except in clothes."<br><br><em>And men</em>, she thinks uncomfortably.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 04:45:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well sounds like a good time to figure things out." He says with a chuckle as he looks around the room. "I figure a few lacey things, some ruffles and you'll be confortable in no time." He teases.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 05:06:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods slightly, then glares as she hears him laugh. The idea of lacy thing and ruffles doesn't sound entirely bad to her. She knows how they feel to wear... they feel nice...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 05:13:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You even pout cute." He says with a grin. "Didn't expect you to adapt so quickly, you went girl really fast."<br><br>He tilts his head and looks at her, looking kind of cute in a computer geek way. Of course that could be the fact that she was still majorly wired from her clubbing, flirting and the 'self discovery' experiment she was just in. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 05:29:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know... I did." She looks back at him, then lowers her eyes as he closes the door and shakes her head slightly, trying to clear it. "... I have."<br><br>She starts an AV diary program, stored anonymously. "It's been less than two days, and I already love dressing as a woman, wearing skirts and high heels, flirting with men and being hit on. I wanted to be... to be with a man tonight. How much of me is Chris now? How much is Christine? How much is the program? Who am I?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 05:37:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she stores the diary, recounting events in her heard where the small but astonishingly powered computer that makes up part of her mind lurks, it seems to be a mix of things that are making it so easy to adapt. The fully female body, designed to be completely and utterly female in ways that she still blushes to think of. The persona program's full immersion mode which made it so easy to be 'Christine' the fearless and sensual woman she was.<br><br>Add in the fact that she was rich and totally beyond anything remotely human. Sometimes, it was easier to go with the flow and be what the body was meant to be. Question was how to preserve who she had been??<br><br>Those questions filled her mind as she relaxed on the bed and recordered her diary before dozing off to sleep
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 05:51:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So, tomorrow, I look for data on who blanked the imaging of how I died. Wish me luck." She closes the file. "Computer... if I start dreaming of a man, wake me earlier..."<br><br>With that, she sheds her robe, smooths down her matching peach silk nightdress, and slips into bed under silk sheets, trying not to love how that feels.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 06:03:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Slowly she dreamed, of shadows in a dark mist. Female forms that she wasn't sure she could make out. As she approached one, she would see herself, but different each time.<br><br>Here she was a quiet mousy blond who apparently lived inside her apartment. <br><br>There she was the dominant Christine, roaming the clubs like a lioness on the hunt.<br><br>Another her was a shy demure oriental who was clearly a wife of means.<br><br>One and on it went. All the people she could be, crowding in on her as she was steadily pushed towards one figure in the black mists. The person she would be sometime soon. Just as she came into view, before any features could be seen...<br><br>Awareness of her body, the smell of coffee and breakfast being cooked. It was morning and she was accutely aware of being as aroused as she had been when she had gone to sleep. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 06:12:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she sees each form, she feels and knows each life for a moment, knows the feeling of the plain denim skirt, the silk kimono... <br><br>She moans softly as she wakes, excited, and starts to idly caress her breasts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 06:31:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was the silk sheets and her own recall of the kimono that shaped her look as she cupped her breast. There was a tingling over her skin that made it even more thrilling to play with herself as she took on a new appearance. A mane of black hair, shiny and soft, spill around her as the oriental woman's look filled her mind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 06:34:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm..." She strokes herself through the silk, then pauses as she feels her body shifting. She opens her eyes more fully to look at herself, to see what's happening to her now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 06:45:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A glance to the mirror on the closet revealed a more oriental woman looking back at her. Still her, and still ...right somehow.<br><br>(http://i741.photobucket.com/albums/xx51/Calliedelnoire/l_2b8efb8f3fc476a4c48aae44acf7457c.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 07:00:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh my," she whispers, blinking, watching her new face register her surprise. <br><br>"Can I be anyone?" she asks quietly. "Or only a woman?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 07:02:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><em>Only women. And not too rapidly. You seemed quiet taken with the image in dream. I trust you're feeling better now?</em></em><br>The woman in the mirror seemed.. right. Though she wasn't sure how she did it or why she chose that image, it felt right to be her Chris realized as she savored the brush of the silk sheets over her body. <br><br>Still, it left the question of where she got the image of this woman from.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 07:15:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mm, yes," she replies faintly, still gazing at her new reflection.<br><br>"Who am I?" she asks. "I mean, who is she?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 07:21:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>A composite construction of external input and your own mind's desires. You wished a less .. exotic look, given our locale that meant a more oriental appearnce. This is what your dreaming came up with. </em><br><br>The woman in the mirror seemed..right. Like she was exactly what Chris was trying to find. Nothing more. Nothing less. The right appearance for her, at least for now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-02-2010, 17:21:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"She's... me." Chris look at her new self, and nodded slightly.<br><br>"... What should I wear?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-02-2010, 00:22:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>How would I know? I would suggest that you go with your own impulses.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-02-2010, 00:48:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Um." Chris pauses, thinking about this, imagining this body in kimonos, dressing as a geisha... being a geisha? Something about the idea appeals, but she shakes her head. "Officewear," she says clearly, trying to sound confident.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-02-2010, 01:04:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>You've got plenty of such clothing, I register that the house remotes put them away in the closet. Your friend and you are quite.. compatible. </em> The AI seemed to be commenting for a change.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 02:28:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Compatible? You mean his suits will fit me?"<br><br>She suspects that this is not what the AI means. Glowering, she opens the closet, looking to see what she has to choose from.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 03:00:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>I mean if you wish to embrace your new gender he'd be supportive, considerate and your personality indexes match.</em> A torrent of numbers flowed through her vision as she looked through the closet.&nbsp; All her purchases were visible as they hung from the racks, and her 'dainties' were clearly tucked away in the small dresser across the room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 03:14:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Are... you saying I should date him?" she hisses. <em>I should embrace 'my new gender'?</em> she asks herself, shivering... unsure.<br><br>Even as she tries not to think about that, she slips on a pair of white silk panties, a matching bra and garter belt. She does her best not to notice the sensation of drawing on matching stockings.<br><br>The only suit there has a skirt, of course. She slips on a lavender satin blouse before stepping into the black pencil skirt, slipping on the fitted blazer and fastening herself into three-inch high heels.<br><br>"God, I'm a woman," she murmurs to herself as she looks in the mirror.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 03:29:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>I suggest him as being more compatible to your unaugmented persona than the choices you were making last night at the club. He is interested, and it would take little to sway him over into helping you to adapt. I could activate your chemical enhancement systems and what is the phrase 'Putty in your hands?'</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 03:38:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No." She says this out loud, then grimaces and subvocalises "I won't manipulate him like that."<br><br>And then she looks back at her reflection, the perfect Office Lady (http://img.alibaba.com/photo/267031754/2010-designer-new-style-fashion-elegant-lady-women-suit-office-lady.jpg) putting the finishing touches on her makeup, and thinks darkly <em>I wouldn't have to anyway</em>.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 01:21:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>You did at one point state you wanted someone you could trust. His reliabilty index is quite high. And he seems to be adapting to knowing who you are.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 01:32:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I want to trust him, not use him," she subvocalises. <br><br>She steps back and looks at herself. "Oh God, I'm beautiful," she groans.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 01:37:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>There is no difference in my database, you wish a relaible person with which to work with. He is present. You wish to have a lover you can trust to not take advantage of you. His indexes is suitable for such a role. A simple matter of phermonal adjustment MIGHT be required to facilitate this. It is within state parameters of ensuring your safety.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 01:45:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No!" she hisses. "Don't... don't do that to him."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 01:52:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Curtailing pheromone production then. I must warn you, there was limit exposure with your.. 'beta' testing of the plumbing. </em>Was the little voice in her head developing a sense of humor?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 02:14:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Whatever," she grumbles. <br><br><em>I'm already ruining his life anyway,</em> she thinks as she sprays herself with perfume and walks to the changing room door. <br><br>"Uh... I look different again," she calls out. In Japanese, she realises. "Don't freak, it's me in here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 02:19:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>You've freed him from a job he detests, gave him access to some of the most compicated and challenging material and programming known to man. I doubt he sees it as such.</em><br><br>He looks up with a smile as she walks in. <br><br>"Nice look, I think it suits the new you. You always did want to fit in with the locals." He puts out a pot of coffee and sets sugar and cream by it. The smell of eggs and bacon are clear in the air. "Feeling better now that you've gotten some of your 'stress' out?" He asks with a teasing grin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 02:24:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris ignores the computer.<br><br>She smiles as she sits, glad he seems so relaxed. She takes a seat, smoothing her skirt under her with a graceful motion.<br><br>She grimaces at his joke, then forces a smirk. "Yes, much better. How about you?"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 02:27:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm back doing programming more intesting that some email auditing, key logging stuff the company had me doing." It was true, he was entirely wasted at his job. They had hired him to do something, the project folded and he was rolled into a minor IT job that was to fulfill the rest of his contract time. Most of the time, he was playing solitare on his computer or doing this or that IT 'boondoggle' for his department head.<br><br>"So, going to stay with this look? I like it." He smiles as he pours her a cup of coffee and disappears into the kitchen to fix her something.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-02-2010, 23:58:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You do?" Chris asks, feeling self-conscious about her new appearance, about having chosen to dress like this. She looks down at her slim, perfectly manicured hands, then past to the hem of her skirt and her exposed stocking-clad knees. "I... I suppose it's good for now. Less conspicuous."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-02-2010, 02:54:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think you're prettier like that." He says as he works about the kitchen. "And it's .. more realistic you know. Less 'over the top' and more 'real'."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-02-2010, 03:00:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah," she nods. "The last one was... um... this is different." She sips her coffee.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-02-2010, 18:32:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'd say it was the difference been blatantly sexy that was unapproachable and a more lovely yet approachable beauty." He grins as he comes out with a plate of eggs and bacon for her. "You carry the look off much better. And you can be beautiful and still blend in. I admit you make me wonder what you'd look like in club wear or such."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 03:37:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sets down her cup... daintily. <br><br>She smiles a little shyly at his compliments. "Just... remember who's still in here."<br><br><em>You might get your wish,</em> she thinks as he wonders how she would look dressed differently. Enjoyment of dressng up seems to have been deeply ingrained into her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 04:01:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course, but you were clearly enjoying yourself last night." He teased back, fishing for a blush.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 04:07:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And she blushes, sure enough.<br><br>"I was," she admits. "I think I'm... wired to, now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 06:43:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Got me wired to." He teases as he takes a seat and starts his own breakfast. "So you gone all the way yet?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 20:14:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks down. "No." She looks intently at her food, avoiding his gaze. "I don't... think I want to. I still want to be a man again..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 22:12:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know it could kill you to try and recompile the body into a male form. That is a lot more radical than what you did last night. Don't do it just because you HAVE to. Promise me that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 05:51:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She turns and looks up at him. "I... I wasn't going to. I thought I couldn't." She bites her lip slightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 21:15:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well be careful. And I'd like to have you upload some diagnostic files to see how your systems are now. If you changed too radically we might need to procure material to help you rebuild your reserves."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 02:13:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods and looks down at her breakfast. "More than just food, I'm guessing?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 02:18:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think not. Caustic chemicals, nanite stock, some heavy metals and a lot of heavy programming machines. A lot more than the monster I keep in the den. We'd need .. ten or twenty times the computing power of what I got access to. Custom design and build."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 02:50:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wow. And they just threw this away." She looks down at her dainty, pearl-nailed hand, turning it over, flexing her slender fingers. "And I guess if they want it back now it's loose, they aren't going to be too particular about how they take out my remaining organic parts."<br><br>She sighs... or more accurately pouts and makes a little huffing breath. <br><br>"Whoever <em>they</em> are. Whoever they are that killed me and stuck my brain in a robot girl doll."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 02:53:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sythoid. You're 'mostly' organic, just not the same build and construction as a normal on the street human. Your bone, muscle and skin density are closer to what a combat droid would have, and your nervous system is several orders of mangitude more responsive than a humans."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 03:37:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So it'll hurt more if they cut me out," she notes gloomily.<br><br>Frowning, she cuts her fried egg in two across the yolk, watching it bleed out over the white before she starts to cut more finely.<br><br>"Still, I suppose I should look on the bright side... like food..." She forks the first cut and eats it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-03-2010, 04:31:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well you're most likely got pain cut outs so you don't have to worry about stuff like that." He points out. "It would be counter productive to not put something like that in." He leans over an tickles her on the back. "No pouting...we're finding things out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 15:50:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That isn't exactly reassuring," she starts, then blinks and smiles, slightly, as he tickles her. "Seems I'm not very ticklish either. There's probably a mod for it in here too, of course..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 19:07:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Such a shame, I mean.. that's half the fun of having a pretty girl around. To tickle and make her blush." He teases with a grin. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-03-2010, 13:28:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grimaces. "I'm not a pretty girl," she moans, then tries to look amused.<br><br>"And anyway, just about everything makes me blush."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>12-03-2010, 18:25:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I stand corrected..you're a beautiful girl. And it's not just your looks that make it. You're wearing it well." He grins.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 03:00:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks down and away, frowning and blushing brightly. "Don't say things like that!" Her voice is petulant and girlish...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 03:05:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Plus you're cute when you blush." He says, clearly teasing her now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 03:24:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She pouts. She can't help herself, it seems to be her natural reaction to a comment like that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 05:52:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And he laughs as he takes a photo and hands her the camera. <br><br>"And you say you're NOT a girl? That's a serious girl pout."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 05:55:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I - I - it's making me do that!" she whimpers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 05:59:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Relax." He says as he sits by her and gives her a reassuring hug. "I'm just trying to get you to lighten up. You keep thinking these thoughts you'll give yourself a complex."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 06:10:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I... think a complex would be fair enough..." She bites her lower lip as she lets him hug her, feeling the warmth of his body... he seems strong now compared to her...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-03-2010, 06:15:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Can you turn the filters off? I think you need&nbsp; good stiff drink and something to watch on the TV that you enjoy. Got any favorite movies? I'm a big heist flick guy. Got them all the way back to the early movie era."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-03-2010, 02:50:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I haven't really tried it. I'm not sure how much control I really have." She sighs softly at the idea. Shaking her head, she considers the rest of his question. "I could go for a heist, I guess."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-03-2010, 03:11:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well you go pick a few movies, I'll make some pop corn and fortify your bottle of wine with some alcohol of higher proof." He grins. "You curl up on the couch and I'll take the recliner."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-03-2010, 16:44:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm tempted... but I really have to go get things done." She looks down at herself. "I got disguised for a reason."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-03-2010, 18:22:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You are completely stressed out Chris. You need to sit back and relax, figure out how to handle things without that artificial persona thing you told me about."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-03-2010, 14:24:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'd... like to. You could have suggested it before I dressed, though..." She toys with the hem of her skirt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-03-2010, 18:24:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Didn't think you'd want me sticking my nose into your bedroom while you're in the 'all that'." He grinned with a grin. "Just sit back, relax and go with the flow."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>20-03-2010, 23:51:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, ah, I meant, I could have worn something more casual. I could even have worn something with trousers."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-03-2010, 18:02:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think you did well enough but if you want, put on something causal." He grinned at her. "But casual doesn't mean you HAVE to go with pants."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-03-2010, 04:37:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grimaces. "I just want to... but... no sense wasting all this effort. I'll go out after lunch."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-03-2010, 19:17:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Chris. Sit down. Relax. You aren't going anywhere till you relax a little. You're a bundle of nerves." He grinned. "You are going to glitch if you don't let your 'hair down' so to speak. So, take the afternoon off."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-03-2010, 03:31:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris bites her lip as she sets down her cup, frowning. "I just... want to get through this."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-03-2010, 21:59:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You do realize even if we found out everything about what to do it could take several months to work up a program and system to rebuild you back to male form. IF it's possible." He points out. "Take it slow and get a handle on what you got before you go nuts."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-03-2010, 04:42:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It... I..." Her brow furrows as she considers this. "But it happened overnight, there has to be a way to reverse it... I can't just accept I'm a plastic girl toy now!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-03-2010, 21:28:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I like to think that you'll find that you're most assuredly not plastic." He chuckles. "And if you don't find a way to cope while we work on finding a way to undo this you'll melt down."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>31-03-2010, 02:25:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She bites her soft lip. "I know, I know... it's just so much... I'm a girl. I'm not even one girl, I'm lots of girls. I think like a girl, I enjoy dressing like a girl... I'm scared I won't be able to change back... scared I won't <em>want</em> to."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-04-2010, 02:20:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just relax and sit back and enjoy the movie then." He grinned. "You got to do something that don't require you to think on it constantly."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-04-2010, 00:53:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She remains clearly tense, huddled up in her chair. "I don't know if I can."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-04-2010, 18:10:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Simple Chris." He puts a glass of tea by her and looks at her. "Just sit back and relax, let your hair down so to speak."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-04-2010, 03:18:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She literally sits back, doing her best to straighten and relax her posture. as she does, she neatly straightens her skirt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-04-2010, 17:06:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So a 'day off' and watching heist movies will get you back on focus. Tomorrow we sit down and figure out where to go with the data. Besides, I've got the computers scanning for commonality and trends."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-04-2010, 23:42:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I hope they find something," she murmurs, feeling vulnerable.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-04-2010, 02:20:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The day goes along quietly, with a bunch of classic 'heist' movies and she finds it surprising that she can sit back and relax. Though there is an awareness of what is 'wrong' with her life.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-04-2010, 01:29:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Even the familiar ones seem new to her, as she watches them with new eyes... looking at how good the men look and how the women act and dress. She chooses not to mention this insight to Takumi. But she never imagined Shinji K running his fingers through her hair before, or saw herself in Kimiko choosing her outfit to distract the bank security guards...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-04-2010, 01:41:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was a bit different, seeing the women in the movie and wondering what it would look like in them. Of course, she realized that it would be easy to spin out the outfits, given her body's abilities and the fact that she's at full power.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-04-2010, 01:53:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing Kari Martens in "Down In Five", Chris remembers finding her really attractive in that stretch lace-effect dress... but now she imagines how it would feel to wear it, to strut on those red heels... to have the men in the gang looking at her, wanting her. Mmm...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-04-2010, 02:25:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was imagining things when Takumi got up to get them some more soda and she felt a shiver go through her. Opening her eyes she sees her clothing literally unravel and reweave into the outfit.&nbsp; Down to the open heels and the matching 'sexy hot' red nails peeking out of the shoes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-04-2010, 03:01:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasps and her eyes widen as she feels the dress hug her - feels the smack of lipstick on her parting lips as she gasps even. She swings her exposed legs, stands on her new heels and sways gracefully over to the mirror to look at herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-04-2010, 03:22:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Takumi walks back in and does a double take. <br><br>"That is an impressive trick you can do there Chris, want to do a few more outfits for me?" He says with a teasing smile as he offers her a drink
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-04-2010, 03:28:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She feels herself blushing at his attention, and his suggestion.<br><br>"Sure," she finds herself saying. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-04-2010, 03:38:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well we could try out some costumes if you like."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-04-2010, 03:57:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I..." She feels her blush strengthen. "Part of me really likes that idea," she confesses.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-04-2010, 04:00:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It could be useful to know your limits and you got to admit it might be fun. I like the make up and perfume." He said with a grin as he sat down. "Want to stick with movie imagery or move to online fashion sites?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-04-2010, 04:09:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Right now it seems like my main limit is control. I didn't even think about putting this on..." She gestures to her dress. "It does feel good, though," she added reluctantly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-04-2010, 04:10:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay.. what were you thinking about when it happened?" He asked curiously as he sipped the fruit juice and nibbled on the bowl of pop corn.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-04-2010, 04:12:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I was just... imagining what I'd do as her." And more quietly, "What it would be like to be her. I mean... I've gone out dressed like this... I know how men look at me now..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-04-2010, 04:23:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmmm.." She can see the wheels turning. "What about this.. how about how you'd look in that leather outfit that Mai wore in the last movie we were watching? Or the catsuit that was in the Avenger's movie? The tight leather one with the heels?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-04-2010, 04:34:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushes slightly at the idea of wearing either... but as he smiles, she starts to picture the leather cheongsam-style dress, knee-length lace-up boots and matching elbow-length gloves.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-04-2010, 04:56:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And she feels the shiver flow over her as her tight lacey dress fills and flares as it weaves into a tighter form hugging form that feels awesome as it takes on the texture and feel of leather. An enjoyable texture she realizes as she feels the shoes flare and rise upwards towards her thighs and the gloves fill in the gaps. <br><br>"Nice, and now picture what sort of hair style and makeup she had."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 00:30:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding, finding herself smiling, she closes her eyes and feels the eyelids grow moist, and the lips as well, as she takes on vampish evening makeup, and feels her hair swirling around into a strng style held in place by sticks. Opening her eyes, she knows she is now a spitting image of Mistress Mai.<br><br>"How do I look?" she purrs in perfect Japanese.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 00:33:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good enough to eat. Though I like the way you looked waking up. Can you mix your own face with the makeup and hairstyle?" He says with a grin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 01:04:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I didn't think you'd want to see <em>my</em> face with this body. I wouldn't either." She focuses on adjusting herself, to be the Office Lady cosplaying rather than the character herself, but she still poses and smiles coyly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 03:08:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know what I meant. That face is yours.. you made it up. It wasn't someone in a video or movie, but you made it from your own imagination."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 01:56:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She raises a hand to touch her face lightly. "It must have come from somewhere. This thing has a huge library... and records everything I see... Whoever she is, she's not the real me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 02:13:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Purely from your own manipulations. No data was used from the system archive. Voice, eyes, all facial features came from user input.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 02:34:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She ignores the computer's response. "I... don't think this form suits the outfit, anyway."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 04:06:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think you look awesome in it. Of course I think you could tweak the makeup back a bit and make it your own. A lighter shade of red I think for lipstick." He smiles as he turns her back to the mirror and puts a conforting hand on her shoulders. "But I think the form works good for the outfit."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 04:17:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Red is more mistressy... I feel like I should be mistressy. And I feel like... I'm in a costume."<br><br>Like a girl in a costume, she thinks, but keeps that thought to herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 04:20:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So what sort of look does feel 'right' for that body?" He asks as he turns and takes a seat on the lazy boy by the couch, clearly giving her space.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 04:31:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm - " She pauses and starts again. "She's meant to be an office girl. A pretty one, but not all in your face about it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 04:46:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What do YOU want to wear?" He asks with a grin. "I think it's safe to say you've moved pass the office girl niche. YOu're a beauty, subtle and very Japanese. Doesn't mean you can find your own look? Daisy Dukes and a Tube Top maybe?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 04:52:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She finds herself blushing at the idea.<br><br>"No," she subvocalises as she half pictures it. She doesn't want to end up wearing anything he suggests before she can consider it...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 04:58:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No luck huh?" He grins with a smile. "How about the tiger lady silk chemosong that was in the last movie? Black silk with red and silver threading?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-04-2010, 01:51:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I... okay." His interest and close description are enough that she allows herself to picture it, and soon feels the satin hugging her figure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-04-2010, 21:23:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm.. Nice. You got good memory. " He said as he watched her outfit change. "Feel better now?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-04-2010, 03:05:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes," she agrees, finding herself smiling, proud at her achievement... at how she looks in the dress, how she feels wearing it, for him...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-04-2010, 05:12:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why don't we resume the movie fest?" He grinned. "Unless you want to do something else."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 02:01:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Um..." She lowers her gaze, reminded of who she is to him. "I guess movies, yes." She nods slightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-04-2010, 00:41:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If you like." He pats the couch for her to take a seat for them to resume. Clearly though, he is appreciative of her new look.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-04-2010, 03:27:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She takes a seat by him, daintily smoothing her skirt under her, barely even conscious of this display of ladylike grace.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-04-2010, 18:04:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He resumes the movies and settles back in the chair, the very persona of relaxation, though Chris can tell his physical attraction to her though her heightened senses. He shows no disconfort to her having been anything other than what she appeared to be.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 01:45:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her gaze flits to him as he moves, subtly moving under half-lidded eyes to hide her attention, her new wariness around him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 19:32:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For the most part he was watching the movie more than her, though it was clear that his outlook on her had changed somehow. He seemed more open and receptive to taking her at the appearnce she wore. Had something happened to him over night?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 19:50:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She frowns as she considers this. She told the computer not to target him with her pheromones... but it had ignored her before. But why would it want him to find her more attractive? Would that make him more loyal to her?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-04-2010, 00:41:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>There was no production of costume pheromones.</em> The computer says silently to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-04-2010, 02:39:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grimaces as the computer knows what she's thinking without her subvocalising it. "How do you do that?" she subvocs?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-04-2010, 03:18:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Personality trends track after a time. You were worried and the stats directed itself towards that trend. </em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-04-2010, 22:17:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She pouts slightly without really realising she's doing it, as she suspects the computer is intruding on her mind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-04-2010, 22:41:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>I can't lie to you on this. I merely interpret and building a profile of your mental states allows that to work better.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 01:47:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She says nothing, turning her attention to the screen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 07:10:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The movies went through the day, and it was with a start around 2 that she sat up and realized she had fallen asleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 23:30:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blinks and looks around, and then down at herself, and then for Takumi.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-05-2010, 00:00:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The room is empty and feels uninhabited.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-05-2010, 00:08:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hello?" she asks, first in perfect Japanese and then in Tokyo-accented English. "Takumi?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 07:07:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The room seems deafening as she looks around.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 20:05:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She presses against the wall, looking around warily.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 21:23:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Only to find the wall go, a wide open bedroom behind her. Black silk sheets and a deep burgundy color to the surrounding walls. The room seemed strangely familiar.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 21:30:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She frowns as she sees all this. "I must be dreaming again..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 22:44:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With that realization it was clear that she was. The room was a cut from one of the movies they had been watching she realized. A room where a particularly steamy lovescene had occurred. Question was.. how to get out of the dream?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-05-2010, 03:44:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She pinches herself. No good.<br><br>Then she warily looks down at herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-05-2010, 19:27:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The same hot silk outfit, down to the silver dragon thread. She was acutely aware of her new gender looking at it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-05-2010, 14:22:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles as she sees that, languorously smoothing down her skirt and feeling the rich silk slide across her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-05-2010, 20:51:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feel of it was almost intoxicating, she felt like she was being tickled lightly all over. This body felt so nice and sensitive in all the right spots.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-05-2010, 23:23:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She swings her hips as she sashays over to the bed with a click of her high heels, lying on it and stretching out in perfect duplication of the role she has assumed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 21:12:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Question was, she realized, .. was it okay to just slide into the role and accept things? Or stress over what might not ever be.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 23:09:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris would probably have worried about assuming a role assigned to him. <br><br>But Masami wasn't concerned - she knew she belonged here.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>12-05-2010, 22:54:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It felt good to just live in the moment. She could feel a critical balance point shifting, she was defining her identity all over again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-05-2010, 02:45:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She relaxes on her bed, sliding and stretching her legs across the cool silk sheets, revelling in the luxury of her life. Dark-lidded eyes closes, perfect red lips part in a contented sigh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-05-2010, 06:14:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Question was, what was to go on now?<br><br>She felt her comfort level growing as she relaxed. She felt that something was missing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-05-2010, 06:32:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Masami's half-closed eyes turn to the door of the room. Her man should be here...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 04:17:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Question was, what sort of man did she need for this?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>20-05-2010, 01:58:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A real man. Strong and confident, handsome...<br><br>She licks her perfect red lips at the thought.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 02:47:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Question was, what sort of man did she want?<br><br>Strong and virile was okay, but the details kept him from forming. Asian, eurpoean, american.. so many options still need to be considered and decided on before the dream continued on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 03:28:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Considering her options, Masami decides that an anglo man sounds just right. She wonders about having these options... is she dreaming, in a virtual world... or is she really Masami now? She hopes that this is her real life...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 04:08:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the figure of her lover to be took form, those thoughts grew. Could she make this her new self? She was essentially a program now. She could build herself into any woman she wished to be. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 04:20:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Why? Why not? It feels so much better to be female and feminine than it ever did to be male, to resist the pleasures her new lives allow her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 04:55:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Question was what sort of girl would she be? Sexy and sultry like the ones that she had been watching with her friend? That could be fun, or something more 'normal.'
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 16:24:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				No question there... she smiles as she idly strokes her silk-clad thigh. <em>I was 'normal' for so long... this is so much better.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 18:07:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could feel her body image was changing as she embraced who she was now. She defintely was feeling more confortable as she felt her self image adapt and all those petty concerns she had starting to fade.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 15:33:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Masami lies on her side and rests her hand on her thigh, enjoying the warmth through her sheer stocking, the feeling of silk on her soft skin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 19:21:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The moment where Chris became Masami seemed closer and closer as she continued to build the image of her dream lover.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 19:57:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Strong but kind, protective and caring, drawn to her femininity. A man who would be proud to have her on his arm, and she would be proud to be there. And a wonderful lover, she adds with a wicked smile...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 00:39:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A mix of Takumi and the European rogue in the movie she had been watching, she realized. A guy who was gallant, romantic and caring. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 01:04:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm..." She smiles mischievously as she imagines wrapping Takumi around her little finger, then shakes her head and imagines other men. Like Mr. Nobody. or John St. James. Both of them wanted her, and that was even before she knew who she really was...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-05-2010, 18:01:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still, she realized that they knew what they wanted and she wasn't sure that Masami was part of that. Of course neither of them had 'met' her yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>31-05-2010, 15:06:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Both had seemed to want Christine, Chris as she had been seduced by her new feminine urges. Masami was new, she would need a new man.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-06-2010, 19:10:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Question was, what type of man did she want?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-06-2010, 00:13:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A real man, strong, confident and charismatic, and of course very handsome... Masami smiles as she imagines herself being held in strong arms.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-06-2010, 19:14:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She started picking features of each man she had encountered since her change, and the ones in the movie fest. Building a man that was perfect to her newly growing needs. A head taller than her, toned but not overly muscular. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-06-2010, 01:51:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Good hair to run her fingers through, eyes with a sparkle to them, a bright smile... soft hands...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-06-2010, 21:13:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could almost feel him forming behind her as she built him in her mind. Question was what sort of look was he going to be. Asian like she was now, or something else.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-06-2010, 23:58:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Japanese like her... his every word in their native tongue encouraging her to be more and more who she wants to be.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-06-2010, 00:13:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Takumi came to mind as she build her dream lover's image. Skinny and maybe a little geeky, but he had a nice firm voice that all but oozed masculinity. It had been a joke for him to do announcements at work, watching the office women turn to look for the sound of that cultured and refined voice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-06-2010, 16:11:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Masami purrs at the idea. <em>I could listen to a voice like that all night</em>, she thinks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-06-2010, 00:54:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A muscular version of her friend, a bit taller and refined filled her vision. A roguish smile courtesy of Nobody and elements of the other men she flirted with filled him as she continued to imagine him into being, but by and far it was a more stylish fashionable verison of Takumi.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-06-2010, 16:21:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Buy him a good suit, get him to work out a bit... he could be fun...</em> But then she shakes her head. <em>No, I really need a man who only knows me, not who I used to be... I was never a man... I never will be.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-06-2010, 01:10:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course the appeal of remaking him kept coming back. The question was did she stay with him and continue her working to find out the secrets behind her 'makers'.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-06-2010, 06:24:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>I suppose I should,</em> she thinks reluctantly. <em>But I just want to live... not have to think about my past...</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-07-2010, 22:04:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				True, her other side responded, but clearly he was willing to move past it as well. She could tell he was quite turned on by her new form. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 00:41:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Masami smiles at that thought. <em>Who can blame him?</em> she thinks as she looks down at her beauty. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 06:08:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And she had to admit that he had supplied her with the 'source material' for her outfit and demeanor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 06:25:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles a little wider as she considers this. <em>He does deserve a chance to enjoy me...</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 06:52:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course the question was, how to 'hunt' him down. Be direct, or use her wiles and skills to make him see her for the regal beauty she was?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-07-2010, 01:00:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Does it need work?</em> she thinks to herself and smirks.<br><br>She idly wonders again where she is.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 00:44:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Then it hit her, she was anywhere she wished to be. This was a sort of dreamstate, mixed with the ability to interact with her own mental structure and percpetions. She was sort of in 'edit' mode and could make it into anything she could imagine.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 22:31:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Let's have a man, then," she chuckles to herself. "Call it... a seduction training simulation."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 03:47:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The room seemed more real as she built on it, now she was sure that she could build a man just as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 02:25:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"A man like Takumi... but better groomed. Like when he makes an effort to impress a lady."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 18:23:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Starting with her friend made it easy to imagine her dream lover, and his appearance cleared up quiet well. A quick search online wove him into a high price suit, gave her several options for a suitable haircut and she was surprised to find he was quite handsome with just a new outfit and hair do.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 01:05:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I should make him do this for real," she muses as she smiles at his idealised avatar. "Once he gets to know the real me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 05:16:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why don't you?" He says with a grin as he sits down in an overstuffed chair. "I know he'd like it, it would be hard not to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 19:19:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"But can he accept who I truly am?" she asks thoughtfully... hopefully. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 21:35:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Perhaps she could slowly work him into it. On the other hand, he had already commented that she should be prepared to accept that she couldn't change back. Did that mean he was attracted?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 21:50:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I hope so..." she says softly, beckoning his avatar closer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 02:38:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It seemed more and more right for her to choose him than some corporate or hacker that she didn't really know. They wanted the illusion, she realized as his image pulled her in to kiss her. Her friend wanted her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 23:58:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And she wanted this - she wanted to be beautiful, and to be desired, loved. She stroked the avatar's face and gave in to the kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 00:32:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And he pulled her in, easing her head back a bit to meet his lips with hers and kissed her. It was everything she desired, her will guiding him in ways she wished for.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 00:43:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His kiss is perfection. She enjoys every press, every breath, every touch of his hands on her soft skin through the satin she wears. This is the life she wants, this is who she wants to be. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 05:43:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Dance with me.." He says as he pulls her into his arms, still lingering on her lips. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 01:54:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles up at him and slips willingly into his strong arms. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 01:55:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He takes a slow, sultry dance with her, one that let's her savor his closeness and lets him sneak small kisses<br>and nibbles as he spins her back and forth. Every touch a tease for her that made her fully aware of who she was<br>and who she wanted to be.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 01:59:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles as she returns the stolen kisses, as she lets this man lead the dance, as she feels satin and silk slide over her skin. She never thinks about who she once was, only who she has finally become.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 02:05:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course, she realized as she danced with HER man, it would still need to come down to making the real version of her dance partner into the loving man that held <br>her in his arms. Just how would she do it she wondered. She could bait him to it, work him into changing or approach it from yet another angle. <br><br>That brought of the question of how much should she tell him of her change of mind. Her acceptance of who she was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 02:46:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It might be hard for him to accept that his friend was gone, that she is Masami. Perhaps she should spend some time away, adjusting to her new life in her physical body, before confronting him with the news.<br><br>Or perhaps... perhaps as he has encouraged and reassured her of her beauty, he will be pleased that she now knows who she really is. <br><br>She smiles and looks back to her idealised man. "You will love me," she murmurs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 21:52:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course." He smiled with a&nbsp; 'who couldn't' smile. She could vanish for a few weeks, let him work the data and manipulate things so he forgets Chris and gets used to her as Masami. Maybe use some of her talents to vanish and see the world while she works things to shape him from a distance. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 01:52:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She considers this, and purses her lips slightly. That does not seem right, somehow. No doubt he would appreciate her, but tricking him into it bothers her... why is that, she wonders.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 01:55:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course, it works better than using her new form's 'enhancements'. She could simply 'juice' him with pheromones or subliminal suggestions from her voice. Both were options, she realized, that conflicted with her 'fair play' outlook. She could do it the easy way or the long way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 02:29:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She frowns more deeply at this thought. Can she control someone so fully? Could someone control her?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 02:34:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In theory she could control a person, given time to build up a full profile, and working slowly. She assumed that she could be 'hacked' like any other computer, though she was cutting edge and it would require something along the lines of an Archangel AI to do it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 02:46:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks down at her slender, dark-nailed hand. <em>Is that what has happened to me?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 02:53:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Doubtful, she realized. She would have to have been online, and she'd recall such an intrusion. There would be no doubt either. Definitely she wouldn't have these doubts and recriminations. This was her, all her. Wondering what to do, how to do it, and if it was ethical. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 02:59:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks down at herself, her beautiful body sheathed in satin. <em>This must be... some kind of trick...</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 03:16:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And yet, it felt right. Comfortable, she realized as her companion wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled her ear. It felt right to have him with her, cuddling in close. Sharing the warmth of their bodies.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 03:17:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It feels right to be Masami... but it shouldn't... should it?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 03:21:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Even now, she realized it felt more.. right to be Masami that Chris. She WANTED to be her. Confident, powerful. She shivered <br>as her companion nibbled lightly on an ear, feeling her body stir at the stimulus. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 03:26:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She cannot deny the allure of her new self, as she returns her dream man's affections, stroking his cheek.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 03:33:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And he moves from nuzzling to drawing a line of kisses along her ear, jawline and clearly heading towards the lips. Question was, did she indulge this fantasy more? Should she take an active role or let her avatar take the lead.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 03:40:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wants to be cherished rather than having to work at her pleasure, she realises.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 03:39:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course, she realized, she had to find her path in the world. Did she want to continue looking for a way to&nbsp; fix things or look for something else to do with her awesome talents.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 03:50:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles dismissively at the idea of 'fixing' this. Why would she want to go back to being that dreary specimen? <br><br>Then she frowns thoughtfully. <em>It was all I wanted... why?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 03:58:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It made sense to her for a moment, till she stared weighting the perks of her form. She was powerful, strong and nigh immortal, why would she want to change things.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 04:12:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>And beautiful... did I always want that?</em> she thinks. She gazes at her reflection, uncertain. <em>I enjoy it... but should I?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 21:01:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her 'companion' smiled and nuzzled her neck, not speaking. But she felt RIGHT in his arms, being this beauty. Why go back to the old boring average Chris?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 01:13:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>He was real</em>, she thinks... then smiles at her virtual lover's kiss. <em>I don't suppose that matters...</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 01:16:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Question was did that make her <em>unreal</em> in turn? Could she grow from being Chris to the woman she was envisioning now. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 01:36:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>He never wanted to be me... did he? But obviously I want to be me, had it just never occurred to him?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 01:44:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Or was he becoming her? Or was this a dream of her seeping into his awareness? So many options and worries to be thought, she realized as her companion continued to kiss and nibble but going no further.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 02:25:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If this is a dream, I don't want to wake up..." she purrs as she leads her virtual man to the bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 02:40:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah, but you know that you can do this for real." He retorts as he continues to kiss and nuzzle her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 20:45:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes," she agrees with a wicked smile as she lies back on the satin sheets.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 21:15:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled as he slid onto the bed and kissed her, pinning her against the bed as he lingered on her lips and ran a hand down to tease her body. She felt it stir at his touch, which was leaving a trail of fire behind as he moved from one spot to the next never quite doing more than teasing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 21:48:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm... more..." She longs for more, for this to be real, to live her life like this, for pleasure, as a woman.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 21:57:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckles, just like she wanted him to do, as he slowly unwrapped her. Laying kisses in the trail of each motion, leaving her hungry for more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 00:15:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She responds to his skilful touches and kisses, moving to keep his hands on her body that little bit longer, stroking his hands with her own.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 00:39:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It seems wonderful, yet a part of her is still unsatisfied. It's lacking something that she really hungers for heavily.<br><br>With a realization, she wants it be a real ...the first time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 00:42:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a slight frown and furrow of her brow, she lies back. "You're right... I can do this in reality... make this my reality..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 00:45:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles as he continues to fondle and kiss, responding as he does so.<br><br>"You have to figure out how to do this in real life then, make him hunger for you like I do. Make him yours. How do you plan on that?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 00:55:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It will be easy... as long as he does not remember my past too strongly to allow me in."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 01:00:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You going for the blunt approach of 'I want to be a woman with you' or use some of your bodies tools to ease him into acceptance." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 01:24:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I shouldn't trick or abuse him so... I want him to... warm to me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 01:30:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"How do you want to do that? You could take his suggestion and spend some time relaxing and getting to 'know yourself' or start working on wooing him. I think you could win him over quickly enough."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 01:40:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll have to see how he reacts to me... the real me. He only knew the shell..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 01:41:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then you'll need to wake up." He says with a pout as he pauses in his pampering of her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 01:50:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gives him a kiss and lies back, closing her eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 02:00:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Wakefulness seemed to be a mere moment away. Did she want to indulge in this fantasy world, or work towards making her world and life a reality?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 02:13:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Time to wake... much as she wants otherwise.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 02:16:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Awareness, slow and gradual as she deconstructs her virtual dreamscape with her lover fading as she saved his profile, came to her. There was the feeling of a blanket and pillow being put in for her to rest on, and the tv has been turned off to let her sleep.<br><br>Of course, darkness is relative when you have senses beyond any human being.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 02:38:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She adjusts to night vision, glances at the clock and then looks down at herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 02:40:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was still in the nice outfit she had created when she changed her look that morning, and her internal clock said it was around 10 at night. Clearly she had been sleeping deeply, perhaps adjusting to her new outlook and the physical changes as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 02:50:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Perhaps... was it real? Had it been real? <br><br>She rises from the couch, smoothing down the satin of her clinging cheongsam.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 03:06:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked the same, and felt the same.&nbsp; Her electronic awareness showed that her quarry was sleeping in his room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 19:59:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles at the realisation of her desired self, and rises to step with a click of high heels towards Takumi's bedroom door, opening it lightyl to look in on him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 20:21:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was asleep, on his bed. The room was well appointed but festooned with books and magazines that mostly deal with computer programing and tech matters. The bed was wide and covered with silk sheets. He was asleep in the middle without moving.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 02:03:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She steps over stealthily to look down at him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 03:30:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked breath-taking in his sleep. She couldn't tell from the way he lay if he was fully nude but he was without a shirt. Not an impressive a build as some, he had a little muscle tone that hinted to a regular participation in the company fitness program. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 08:21:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Licking her red lips, Masami steps closer, reaching over to pull the sheets away gently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 08:27:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stirs slightly and in the darkness she sees the boxess come into view. He seemed a bit more .. Apealing as he slept and she looked him over. A small dragon tattoo along his thigh came into view, vanishing into his boxers.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-09-2010, 07:50:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Masami smiles approvingly, and slides his sheets off entirely. "Hello," she whispers in flawless upper-class Japanese.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-09-2010, 07:58:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Takumi stirred as she whispered, not quite waking. Question was did she wake him or not?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-09-2010, 05:16:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She reaches down and places a hand on his arm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-09-2010, 05:34:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Slowly he stirred at her touch, rolling over to look up at her.<br><br>"Chris? Why are you up?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 07:41:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I was dreaming... I dreamed I was... like this," she whispers back softly, stepping back to let him see her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 08:00:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And?" He asked sleepily. "What about.. this?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 08:02:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I dreamed... I want to be like this." She smiles, feeling a little shy as he looks at her,
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 08:04:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Waking a bit more, he sits up. <br><br>"And how do you feel about that? Who do YOU want to be?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 08:06:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The dream... felt so real. When I woke, I was... I am like this now." She moves to let him see her better. "And... I want to know what it feels like..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 08:13:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I see." He smiles a bit nervously, clearly he is interested. The data is there under her gaze to see. But he's also concerned. "And this is you.. not a syn-personality?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 08:14:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know... I think... it might be." She smiles bashfully, gazing at him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 08:21:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And how far do you want to go..tongiht?" He asked carefully. "First.. tell me who you want to be..then join me in bed."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 05:59:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I... want to be like this." She smiles as she says so, stepping over to the bed. "If that's... not a problem..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 06:22:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I won't lie.. I want you to be like this. You're.. amazing." He says bashfully. "I just.. " She can tell he feels ... embarrassed to admit it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 06:54:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You feel like you're betraying my old self?" she asks quietly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 06:58:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I liked the old you.. but this version is.. enchanting, intoxicating... perfect." He didn't think he was worthy, it was clear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 07:44:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Masami smiles softly, feeling a slight blush at such a compliment. "This is what we both want," she murmurs, drawing closer to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 07:53:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh I do want it.." He nibbles on his lip nervously as she slip in close. "Just not sure what to do."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 08:15:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Kiss me," she whispers, her breath warm on his lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 08:30:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods and pulls her in close. Before he really realized what he was doing, he was kissing her gently but hungrily. Clearly not sure how far to go.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 04:50:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She lets him pull her in, sliding an arm around his waist, returning the kiss eagerly, feeling this stimulate and excite her in new ways.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 04:53:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulls her in close, falling back onto the bed with a sigh. She could feel his body respond to her presence as she was pulled on top of him. Clearly he was intrigued but it was also clear that he wanted her to take charge this time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 05:03:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She continues to share quick, deep kisses as she slides on top, straddling him, starting to undo his top with her nimble, long-nailed fingers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 05:14:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt his hands reach up to the belt of her robe, and pausing as he looked up at her. Clearly he wanted to go further but wanted a sign that she was ready. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 02:39:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She licks her perfect red lips, and undoes the drawstrong on his pyjama trousers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 02:52:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He takes a more active role, pulling her down to kiss her hungrily. Not stopping her but eager to kiss her, slowly working out of the kiss on her lips to lay more on her chin, then neck and downward slowly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 03:19:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm..." She purrs with pleasure at his lips kissing along the line of her neck as she undresses him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 03:32:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He slides a hand up to tease her breasts as his lips linger on her neck. The pants come off easily enough, leaving him open to be taken.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 03:36:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She feels her nipples hardening at the touch of his hands, as she moves her slit skirt aside to slide herself onto him, letting him enter her, taking him in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 03:38:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was a rush of pleasure, taking him in her. She felt so right doing it as his hands slid down to her waist to hold her in position as he looked up to her. <br><br>"I.. don't want to hurt you..you know.. if this is your fist time." He looks a bit embarrassed about it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 03:42:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles at him. "You won't..." She bucks on top of him, tightening her walls around his erection.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 03:47:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good." He says looks up to her. Letting her take charge, though it was clear he was enjoying it. "I want you to enjoy this a lot." His hands started to roam, upwards to cup and tease her breasts.<br><br>"How does it feel?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 03:54:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It feels... right..." She shifts and writhes on top of him, pleasuring him as well as herself, moving to give him a better purchase on her heaving bosom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 03:56:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It feels good from this point of view." He said with a grin. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 04:42:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shifts to take him in harder and flexes around him. This is no time for jokes...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 04:49:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He groaned as he let her take charge, hungrily kissing her as they continue to make love.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 04:59:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She slides up and down on him, knowing what pleasures a man and eager to know how it feels as a woman.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 05:03:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He responds in kind, grinding against the woman riding him. Hungrily adding kisses as he plays with her breasts and nipples to keep her going.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-10-2010, 20:02:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moans and shivers as she feels waves of ecstacy run through her system.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-10-2010, 20:11:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Even in the throes of passion the computer undercurrent in her kept her updated on her enviroment. She knew he was close to release and felt her own body start to peak in response.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-10-2010, 20:28:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She ignores the data at the corners of her perception, wanting to feel only what a woman feels as she rides him towards orgasm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-10-2010, 20:47:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He arched his back as he struggled to hold on a little bit longer as he pulled her down for a savage hungry kiss.<br><br>"You're perfect." He groaned.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-10-2010, 21:11:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes... yes... yes..." she murmurs as she comes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-10-2010, 21:19:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He groans loudly as he finally feels her come and she fills the rush of heat as he erupts in her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 22:24:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasps in surprise at the sensation, feeling another rush of pleasure as she tightens around him again as he comes, orgasming again at his climax.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 22:28:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He continued to pulse with her climax, and slowly started to wilt but not before giving her enough to fully enjoy the experience. He sat up and kissed her as he eased her down on the mattress beside her.<br><br>"I hope that was enjoyable."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 22:40:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She slides off him daintily, laying beside him, still in the gleaming silk lingerie she created for herself. "Mm-hmm," she murmurs, sliding over to kiss him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 22:49:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Give me a little bit and I think I can rise to the occasion a second time." He said as he kissed her back with a wry smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 23:01:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I should hope so too," she purrs, stroking his bare chest with her nimble fingertips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 07:34:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Give a guy time.. it's been a while." He said with a laugh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 02:23:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She traces soft kisses across his cheek and down his neck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 02:21:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You enjoy the ride?" He asked with a laugh as he returned her kisses.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 02:37:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm... yes." Masami smiles like the cat who got the cream.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 02:39:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I was taught to always strive to do the utmost to please a lady." He said as he rolled on top of her, his manhood starting to stiffen again as he kissed her. "Particularly the beautiful ones."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 02:59:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She licks her red lips and smiles again at being called beautiful, as she moves to welcome him inside her again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 03:01:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I had better stock up on my vitamins if you keep this up." He teased as he pushed into her slowly, savoring the rush of pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 03:09:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moans as she opens for him, thrilling at the feeling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-10-2010, 02:34:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles as he leans in to kiss her, going slow at first.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-10-2010, 04:59:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She darts her tongue out to meet his as she takes him in, thrilling at the return of this delicious new feeling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-10-2010, 23:38:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He returns her vigor with his own, picking up the pacing as he continues to hungrily kiss her. It was easily the most enjoyable thing she had ever felt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-11-2010, 20:27:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasps and moans as she loses herself in sensual pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 00:08:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He continued to thrust in and out of her, alternating in his speed and depths. It was as if he had the key to maximizing her pleasure. She was quickly coming to climax, and before she could control it waves of pleasure rolled through her as he continued to thrust in and out. The pleasure kept building to the point she lost track of all but the pleasure, with the cresendo arriving as he finally erupted in her in a long wash of heat that left them both lying together drained of all strength.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 07:02:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she lies back, breathing heavily and feeling like she must despite her body not truly needing to, Masami smiles and licks her full red lips. "Thank you," she purrs in perfect court Japanese, idly stroking the band of her stocking. She turns to gaze at Takumi, smiling lightly as she studies him, his reactions to what they have done.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 00:11:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Happy to help out." He whispers back as he kisses her and settles back to holding her in his arms. "I trust it was an enjoyable experience?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 04:42:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Very much so," she murmurs, sliding into his hold, resting her dainty hand on his side as she returns the kiss. "And for you too?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 04:45:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're one of a kind." He says sincerely as he kisses her neck and shoulder. "I liked it a lot. I fear you've spoiled me against any other woman."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 04:54:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles and closes her eyes at his attentions. "No need to fear. I am me now, who I want to be."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 04:57:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I like the you you've chosen to be." He said tenderly. "She's a wonderful woman." <br><br>He relaxes with her in his arms and she can sense he's about to fall back to sleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 05:03:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you," she whispers again. "I am very glad you like me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 05:04:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think the better word would be love." He sounds a bit worried. "I hope you can accept that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 05:07:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles brightly. "I can... I want to love and be loved."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 05:13:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do you love me?" He asked quietly as he ran his hand up and down her side, admiring her perfect form.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 02:21:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I love you," she purrs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 02:29:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And I love you too." He said with another kiss to her neck. Yawning softly, he nuzzled in close and started to doze off. "I really hope that this isn't a wild dream when I wake up."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 03:01:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"As do I," she agrees, stroking his boyish face lovingly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 03:04:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Soon enough, he's asleep. All that there remains to do is figure out if she wants to stay with him, sleeping in his oh-so confortable arms, or to sneak back to her own bed. She felt a bit tired and drained herself, more a mental exhaustion than physical.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 03:00:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She considers for a moment, and slides closer, watching his face relax, his slow breathing. Without really thinking, her clothing slips form into a sheer silk nightdress stopping just below her thighs. She remembers seeing a starlet wear it once in an old flatscreen movie. Of course, she knows that she looks better in it. She idly considers dressing to please every desire her man has, and licks her perfect lips as she smiles, before settling down to go offline.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 03:02:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Offline, it turns out, is remarkably like a dream. <br><br>The shadowy world of the bedroom, but without him, appears as she slips further into a dreaming state, to better handle the massive changes of the last two days.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 03:22:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She slides her hand across the space he left. "Takumi...?" she asks quietly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 03:30:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Most likely still sleeping after you screwed him sense." Another familiar voice said. A glance to the foot of the bed found her old self seated in a overstuffed chair, hunched over and glaring at her.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 03:34:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I..." She draws the covers up against her body, hiding herself. "What is this?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 03:38:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shrinks would say this was a meeting of the minds." Chris said with a smirk.The dream shifted and she was dressed and in a matching chair, a cup of tea nearby.<br><br>"Why did you fuck him?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 03:43:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wanted to." She crosses her legs, letting a high-heeled foot dangle in the air. "That is... <em>you</em> wanted to. You wondered. What would it be like? As soon as you became me. Now I know."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 03:48:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"But.. you FUCKED a guy." He said a bit more emotionally. Clearly this was a 'meeting of minds'. "I thought we were going to get fixed. Not go all GIRL!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 03:55:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I was going to... then I found a better way. And I loved it." She smiles and licks her lips. "I loved being taken, having him inside me. Didn't I?" she asks her former self.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 03:59:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why him? He's our friend." Chris said nervously. "I mean.. he KNOWS."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 04:06:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He knows, and he wants. As soon a I started to become me, I could tell he was imagining it. Letting him take me. We both wanted it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 04:14:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You mean you seduced him." Chris said as he got up and started to pace. "How can you be sure he won't freak out in the morning? Leave us or betray us?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 04:19:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He... won't." She realises that she is speaking English now, like him, albeit with an accent. "He loves me. The real me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 04:24:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're not real!" He says with a sweep over the room, it vanishing to leave them in a 'non-space' of mists.<br><br>"I think you should accept that I'm the REAL me not you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 03:36:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No!" she shouts back. "You became me! And you love it! You <em>want</em> to be me!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 03:40:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And yet I'm here. If I was so happy why would I be here?" He asked, taking on the calm demeanor as she became more outspoken. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 03:45:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're... an echo. Testing me. Of course I have doubts, I was a man so long before I was set free..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 03:47:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And what does all this mean then?" He asked as he calmly looked her over. "Maybe you're regretting it."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 03:58:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My only regret is that I was not born female! You - you slip into female roles so easily. You <em>want</em> to be female!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 04:00:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't! You're taking over. I don't want to die!" He yells back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 04:06:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm more alive than you ever were! Tell me you don't enjoy being me! Tell me you don't love it!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 04:39:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes.. but you want to destroy me." He yelled back before dropping back in the chair. The rest of what he says is nearly not heard. "You want to forget I ever was."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 04:45:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You'll be much happier as me," she says defensively.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 04:57:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It seems like he's a bit beyond rational explanations as he curls up on the chair. <br><br>All she could hear was the frantic panicked whispers that she was trying to kill him.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 05:05:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"See?" she says quietly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 05:08:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're trying to unmake me." He whispers as he looks up at you, the panic clear in his eyes. "You want to forget I ever was."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 05:14:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I... you..." She shakes her head. "You don't matter."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 05:15:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You see.. why should I give in? You're trying to destroy me." He whispered. "I don't want to die and be forgotten."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 05:27:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, you do. You want to be me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 05:39:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No I don't!" Chris said as he lunged up at her.&nbsp; "I don't want to be forgotten!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 05:40:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She yelps in shock and tries to bat him away - and starts to fade out as he touches her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 05:42:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"See." He yelled as he grabbed her by the throat as she fades. "I'm the real one! I'm REAL! I don't want to be You!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 03:16:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then why are you me?" her voice echoes from somewhere around him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 03:27:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Because of that synth-persona I used earlier. You're just an echo!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 03:40:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We shall see," her voice whispers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 03:52:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm back in charge." Chris said as he felt the presence of her everywhere. Thing was he wasn't sure how to change back to the look he had before. It was as if by destroying her he'd messed up his interface with the cybersystems of his body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 03:59:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looks in a mirror and sees her smiling back at him, can almost feel the satin dress that clings to her... How can she control his form when he can't?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 04:05:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He frowned at the image and tried to force it back to the dream version of himself. <br><br>"You're just a bug in the programming!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 04:12:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The mirror cracks. And was that a scream, or a laugh?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 04:44:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He tried to banish the room, feeling it fade into a field of black with nothing but the chair he'd been sitting in.<br><br>Tired from the effort he sat down and rubbed his temples.<br><br>"Computer?" He asked, to the sound of nothing. Apparently that was another link he'd have to rebuild.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 23:00:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris opens his eyes... feeling them move strangely. Warm sheets slide against the silk he was wearing, and his smooth, soft skin. He is still her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 23:10:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beside the man he had just slept with, he realized. With a body that was thrilled by the prospect he realized as he felt parts tighten at the warmth of the man sleeping with him.<br><br><em><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">See? His scent excites you. The warmth of his body thrills yours. Name one lover you had as Chris that felt half as right. You created this perfect woman, why not enjoy being her.</span></em><br><br>Chris could make out the near subliminal purr of his foe whispering in his mind. All the displays and tell-tales of his systems seemed gone. No hint of anything beyond the body of a woman being wrapped around his awareness.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 23:44:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"System restart," he whispers. 'At least that's in English,' he thinks, despite the sultry tone. That done, he starts to shift his, her weight to a sitting position, to get away from Takumi.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 23:48:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The silence in his head is deafening as he slips out of the arms of his lover. Takumi was dead to the world, totally worn out by their lovemaking. Just looking at him replay the encounter over again. The flaw of perfect holographic memory, he realized as he relieved it in an instant. <br><br>He could never forget how good it had been.<br><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>You could always wake the 'dragon'. You know you want to my dear. Take him in your mouth till he's hard and then ride him again and again. Enjoy the brush of his hands on your body.</em></span> Her voice whispered.<br><br>The computer remains silent. As if it wasn't there.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 00:12:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'Another voice trying to drive me mad', he thought as he slipped out of bed, pulling off the nightdress, exposing his new form to the air as he went to his room to find something less... <em>her</em> to wear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 00:25:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">More like return you to your senses my dear. Tell me you don't want to wake him with a kiss. That you don't go all wet and warm at the thought of him bending you over a table on the balcony. </span></em><br><br>Another negligée spins int existence around his body. The highest fashion in a instance. <br><em><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Maybe you would like to wake him up and crush the love he has for you?</span></em><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 20:05:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He tries to ignore the feeling of the silk and lace clinging to his curves, tries to stop his hands caressing them. "No," he whispers in her soft tones, pulling them away. "Leave him alone. Leave me alone!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 21:57:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">You and I are one, dear. I've accepted my life. We both know that it would be years if ever to undo this. You think you can deny the truth for that long? Even now you enjoy the feel of silk on your skin, and you'll daydream of his kisses on your skin. Him easing into you. The pleasure as he brings you into womanhood again and again.</span></em> It's hard not to think on the pleasures of the night before.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 06:13:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shut up!" he hisses, feeling his, her eyes water. She shakes her head, long silky hair whirling around her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 06:20:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">What's wrong with being loved? You have been so lonely, what do you have to face but more loneliness if you keep denying how much good this change has been for us? Even now you want to return to his arms. Why not do it?</span></em> Her voice purred, and it was like he was losing focus as she spoke, becoming more aware of how right they had felt together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 07:23:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stumbled towards the door. <em>Have to get out!</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 07:27:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Say my name.. admit to you it's the one YOU chose.</span></em> Her voice purred as he hand grasped the door, as he felt the brush of the conditioned air of the apartment on bare skin. The minx had undressed her!<br><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Go back to your bed with him, kiss him and tell me it's not the most intoxicating thing you do. Admit you LIKE being me. </em></span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 07:38:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No..." she whimpers. "I'll never be you..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 07:41:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">You got it wrong dear, you're not me.. I'm am you.</span></em> There was a feeling of comforting grace settling over her as the voice whispered in her mind. <span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>I'm simply you when you've forgiven yourself for liking what we've become. For allowing yourself to be loved and love back. Let go of Chris and be me fully. If you didn't want me around, I'd be gone.</em></span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 07:54:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No," she says. "I am Chris." She frowns, forcefully, and starts walking to her room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 16:11:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Not any more. Even if you find a way to reengineer yourself back to manhood, you would never be him again. You can't even tell me what you looked like. </span></em> With a start, Chris realized it was true. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 02:08:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris grimaces, shakes his/her head, and focuses on remembering his reflection in the mirror. It comes after a moment, despite Masami's taunts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 02:18:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Seems.. a bit feminine in cast dear, like you're seeing a face you're trying to make from the one in the mirror. I don't recall such a delicate noise or the beestung lips.</span></em> Chris could see the features she pointed out. <em><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">And your ears weren't pierced, or so delicate. And your skin was never so smooth and perfect.</span></em> Her whispers seemed to gain a bit more strength as the image wavered, slipping back to match the face in the mirror.<br><br><em><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">This is who you see when you think 'me'. You see almond shaped eyes, lovely lips and perfect skin.</span></em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 02:58:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shut up!" he hisses, turning away from the mirror, his vision blurred with tears.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 03:02:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The presence filled him as the voice continued.<br><br><em><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Relax my dear, you're still accepting the inevitable. It's okay to be afraid, but I'm sure you'll see that this is a good thing my dear. We are merely same person from different angles.</span></em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 03:08:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris shook his head, holding down his silky hair as he did. "No! You're not part of me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 03:26:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">No my dear, you're part of me. The fears and worries I had, but you needn't to be afraid. He loves us. And we're complete now. You need to accept that we're much more than we were. Move on. Honestly, how long had we walked the same path in life? How long did we simply walk a routine, and not live? Tell me that you were happy going through life like a drone.</span></em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 03:31:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"... Computer, please, let me wake up..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 03:38:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">You are awake my dear, simply with a split between yourself and the rest of you. Me.</span></em> The sensation of being hugged fills his awareness again. <em><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Accept the truth my dear, tell me one thing of the person we were that was better than what we have now. The more you lie to yourself, the stronger I get. If I wasn't part of you, would I tell you that? I want to be whole, you're part of me.</span></em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 04:08:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It... it was real." Chris sobs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 04:18:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The hug returns again.<br><br><em><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">I think you know this is real. And much a better life than that as an office drone. Do you really want to go back to being no one? The computer said there was remarkably little to remove of our old life, remember?</span></em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 06:49:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wasn't just a drone. I had... I had friends, family... I had dreams..." He remembers the girl he rushed to save, focusing on her. She was worth this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 06:57:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>"When did you last talk to them? It's been years. You can't be dishonest with me."</em></span> Her voice points out. <em><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Look on this as a reward for your good deed. You save her and got a life worth living. One you can define.</span></em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:49:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I <em>want</em> to be a <em>man!</em>" he shouts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:53:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">No, you think you do. If you did truly, you'd be one in our dream world honey. You are just afraid of the fact you enjoyed the roll in the hey you just had.</span></em> The image in the mirror smiled back at her. Not really but the illusion her eyes were playing did. <em><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">You can accept things or not, it doesn't change the truth.</span></em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 08:05:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then I don't accept!" He turned away from the mirror.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 08:14:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Do you think your denial will make me weaker? Your yells might wake your man up, do you want to face him yet? Honestly, you're holding on to control by your fingers. Accept me and you would have all things you lost back. The computer, the costuming systems.</span></em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 14:48:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So this is blackmail. Then why would I <em>ever</em> want to be you?" Anger replaces fear, stronger, fighting back is a better defence. "I won't deny being a girl is fun to visit, but I don't want to live there."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 16:05:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">blackmail? No, you silly girl. You made me.&nbsp; Think about you imagined me up. Whole and hale from your own mind. No copying from visuals. You wanted to be me, this split is due to our fears talking sweetie. When you think of our name it isn't Chris anymore. Is it?</span></em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 13:56:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris says nothing, angry now, feeling more resolute.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 17:10:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Be honest with me. When did you last talk to family. Years. When I'd you last date? Quite sometime. Made love? Far longer still. Honestly, you were a drone walking the same path every day. I could set a clock by the way we were. </span></em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 21:54:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris ignores the voice, concentrating on the sounds of the city outside, willing her to become background noise.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 22:51:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And finds that he can't. She's got control of the implants in her body. <br><br><em><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Already told you how to get rid of me</span></em> She purrs as the sounds of the streets below dim down and she appear, ghostly intangible, in her field of vision. <em><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">You can't crush me, I'm part of you. The part that enjoys this life. I've accepted what we've become. That gives me power over the implants. Why don't you lay down and sleep? Give you a chance to get that pouting fit out of your system and tomorrow you'll find it easier to handle. I'm betting our man would fix you breakfast in bed.</span></em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 22:55:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He tries to stay upright, to keep his eyes open... but they feel so heavy...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 23:03:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Sleep my dear, when you wake you'll see I'm right. We are much better off like this. Beautiful and immortal. Maybe we can arrange to do the same to our man. Think about it, life together like no one else in the world.</span></em> Chris can hear as he slips into a dreamless dark sleep, the emotional drain of the night pulling him too deep to sleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 01:24:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He starts to protest, but the darkness washes over him before he can put it into words.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 03:59:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The darkness swallows him, washing away his fears and dreams and desires. Slowly the scent of breakfast roused her senses as she opened her eyes. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 04:18:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm..." She licks her lips as her eyelids flutter open. She pushes herself up and out of bed, pulling on a pair of socks, not really noticing the top and panties she slept in.<br><br>"Morning," she says, in English... and looks at Takumi... and looks away. "um. Hi."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 04:26:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as he leaned in and kissed her. <br><br><em><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Mmm... see how wet he makes you with a simple kiss. Think of how much fun it would be to bed him right now.</span></em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 04:30:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She breaks the kiss, opening her eyes to look at his. "I... am not Masami. But I can still hear her in my head..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 04:39:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The look on his face was one of total devastation as he set the breakfast down and dashed off.<br><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Congratulations idiot. You've crush your beloved's heart with that lie.</em></span> Already he could feel her fury growing at her stupid action.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 04:44:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wait!" she calls after him, and gets up to follow him out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 05:15:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He's easy enough to find, Masami feeding his location to Chris.<br><br>In the bathroom, throwing up. <br><br>And crying.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 05:46:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She knocks on the bathroom door. "I'm sorry... I couldn't lie to you..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 20:33:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You said you wanted to love me." He said with clear pain in his voice as he stood and washed his face off. Even knowing she could see his body responding and she could feel hers respond in turn. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 23:03:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I... That part of me did," she says softly. "I'm sorry. I didn't want to hurt you. I... I can't control myself fully. I need help..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 23:10:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">You're a stupid twit you know?</span></em><br><br>He got up and pushed past her, heading back to his room. Striding quickly he gets to the door and slams it behind him, locking it clearly. <br><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>You're an idiot. You might have destroyed the only true love you've ever had because you can't accept that you're me now.</em></span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 01:16:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She starts to raise a hand to rap on the door, then falters and steps away, walking over to the discarded breakfast preparations, head bowed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 20:15:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The silence was deafening as she ate alone. It was surprising how quiet things could get and how much scorn she could feel from her 'other-self' without words. Clearly the voice was still here, and the intellect behind it as well, but nothing was clear what SHE was doing. The implications were far worse than arguing with her though. With the full control of Chris' biological implants, what could she do to him?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 20:24:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She had already taken him over and made him sleep with his best friend, tried to subsume him completely... and what could he do in return? She was inside him, he could not escape her, could not destroy her without killing the fragments of himself that still existed.<br><br>Thinking over this, Chris trembles. And looking at the closed door to Takumi's room, he grimaces at the pain he has allowed his friend to suffer... and the pleasure he remembers so vividly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 20:38:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The rush of pleasure and sheer RIGHTNESS of it replayed through Chris' mind again and again. The perks of perfect memory. It would always be there and it was so easy to slip into remembrance when you can relive it again and again. Perfectly. That was the tricky thing about this body, was that it could recall it all as if it was happening again. <br><br>That first tender kiss between lovers replayed in her mind as Chris tried to get it into context. She was right, part of him said. This felt so much better.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-12-2010, 21:13:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris frowned deeply as she tries to focus on something else. Getting his real body back... oh, the touch of his hand on her skin... 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 06:51:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The rush of pleasure as he kissed her breast, teasing her nipple with his tongue. It was so hard to control her thoughts. The warmth of his body against her. <em>Admit it, you're enjoying these memories.</em> That first rush of pleasure as she straddled him. She was drowning in those lovely moments. <em>Accept that we are perfect for him.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 07:17:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I admit it," she murmurs, cheeks reddening as she tries to think of something else, anything but that... "But I'm not right for him... he deserves a real girl."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 07:20:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>How much more real do you need to be? We can do anything any other 'real woman' can do.</em> His lips on hers, as she slid her tongue in to kiss him. <em>You admitted that you love him. You know your body hungers for him.</em> That first building peak, she was close to climax.<br><br>Chris was aware of how her body was reacting to the playback of memories, but it was not enough. She wanted reality, not the not-quite reality of her replayed memories. They were intense and good but not as good as reality.<br><br><em>Talk to him. Tell him you're scared. Tell him you hunger for him in ways that you're not used to and it scared you.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 07:23:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes... No!" She shakes her head as se denies the idea. "Stop it!" she wails.<br><br>She springs to her feet andraps on Takumi's bedroom door. "Takumi, please! I'm sorry! But it's driving me crazy! Help me!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 07:33:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The door unlocks, and she can see him sitting on the edge of the bed holding her nightee as she enters. There are tears on his face that nearly break her heart.<br><br>Question was.. how does she fix this broken moment she had lost?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 07:43:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She steps inside, drawing closer, but pauses when still out of arm's reach. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have let it happen, but... I wanted it to." She meets his gaze for a moments, then looks away. "I got... lost in the moment... and now that... part of me wants to take over. And... part of me wants to let her." She feels herself starting to cry now. "I don't want to... want this."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-12-2010, 04:16:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Was it so bad to be happy as her?" He asked quietly without looking up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-12-2010, 20:31:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It... wasn't real. It was more than I really wanted..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-12-2010, 21:14:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It sure as hell felt real to me. You SAID you wanted to do it. You knew I did!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 02:40:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well - I - " she stammers and starts to cry.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-01-2011, 18:14:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why do you do this to me.. to you." He asked, his hand going out to touch hers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 01:25:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gazes down at his hand as it takes hers, as she blinks back tears. "I... why can I even cry like this?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 21:17:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wouldn't be a complete copy of a person if you didn't have the capacity." He murmurs. "You're human..just one that was designed and augmented. You're perfect." He clearly wilts at the thought that she didn't think he measured up to her, though she said nothing to indicate it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-01-2011, 03:07:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm not. I'm so not... I can't control myself... I have another... persona trying to take over... and... part of me wants to let her..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 19:06:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"But you're the person that made this persona right? What did you build her from but yourself?" He asked carefully. "You said so. I know this face and body of yours was created by you."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 19:19:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It was..." She nods slightly, almost a shiver more than a nod. "But I think... it's corrupted data. Or it's like that persona I fell into earlier, I was so deep in it I didn't know I was me! Or... it really is the part of me that enjoys this. Or the part of me that hates myself. Or both!" She shakes her head. "But it's blocking my connection to the computer. If I could control it how could it do that? Please, you have to help me!" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 19:28:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Logically you SHOULD be in control. The persona would have just been a program, but if it's part of your personality that means you.." He looked thoughtful. "I've seen persona implants used for therapy. They are part of you, and as such typically they can be absorbed by the host personality. What has she been saying?"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 19:42:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris feels herself blushing, and lowers her dark eyes to look away from him, to her hands clasped together in her lap. "She... it wants me to admit that..." She glances back furtively. "... I enjoyed being... with you. That I enjoy... being a woman. Being your woman." She stops there, pressing her full lips together, furrowing her brow as she waits for his response to her confession. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 20:01:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Did you?" He blushes as well. "Enjoy it I mean." <br><br>He looks a bit embarrased and enthusiastic about it. "I mean..you SEEMED to enjoy it. I did."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 20:14:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She lowers her gaze again, back to her hands as she wrings them tensely. <br><br>"Yes."<br><br>After a moment, she looks back at him, at his response. <br><br>"I... I wish I hadn't... but I did. She wants me to admit it, I admit it. It was... wonderful."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 20:23:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And.. if you could.. would you do it again?" He asked nervously as he looked into her eyes. A worried look was there, one that was heart breakingly appealing to her.<br><br>"I'm curious..thats all."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 20:33:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She bites her lip and feels her blush brighten as she nods. "I would." Then she pauses. "But... these senses recorded everything. I can't ever forget it. The... the persona played it back to me. Reminding me what I did. What I... enjoyed." She swallows hard. "I want it to stop. I want to be able to control myself. I... want to <em>be</em> myself. But... part of me wants to be like this..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 20:41:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thats it.. you can be her and you. Chris and Masami." He pointed out with as he got up and started to pace. "You created her from a portion of your psyche. That's my theory anyway, given what I've seen in the use of personas like her in therapy. You built her from your mind, in many ways she's the female you. Idealized and such, but you all the same. I have a few ideas but I don't think you'll like them."<br><br>He continued to pace as he talked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 20:57:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She watches him pace, her brow furrowing again as he talks, as he describes Masami as part of him, and even more as he mentions ideas that she won't like. "Well, I already don't like <em>this</em> plenty..." she points out. "I feel like I'm splitting in two... and splittign in two would actually be an improvement, if one of the two was the old me..." She pauses and shakes her head at the analogy. <br><br>"So... tell me the ideas."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 21:01:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You've drawn a line in the sand." He said as he sat down, further from her and not meeting her gaze as he talks. "You on one side of it and her on the other. That let's her stay defined as 'apart' from you. You have to find things you can do to leech from her 'side'. Assert that you can do things she wants, but find YOUR reasons to do so." He looks up at her with a nervous smile.<br><br>"Be a woman, but be YOU. Leech her resolve and absorb what you can take from her. Accept somethings, define what sort of PERSON you want to be with traits from both sides of the line. Take the high ground. She's just as unwilling to accept that part of you that your represent and she can't as easily change her outlook and accept your life as she's more of a medical persona than a real entity."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 21:51:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris considers this, head bowed. "But... but... I don't want to do any of this... I don't want to want this..." She shakes her head, silky hair swishing around it. <br><br>"I never wanted to be a woman... to... wear clothes like hers... to... to be with a man." She glances at Takumi. "But now... this... body makes it so... good..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 21:54:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's not true. We all have an anima and animus, male and female portions." He points out. "You coded up her from scratch. That is impressive in ways you can't begin to imagine. I think you did it as a coping measure, knowing that you're going to be a woman for a long time. It's very likely we'll be years getting to the tech that could reverse this."<br><br>"You DIDN'T want this, but now that you are a woman, do you enjoy it some? Be honest," He says as he gets up and pours himself a drink. "some portion of your psyche does."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 22:43:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Years?" she whimpers. "But it's out there now. It <em>has</em> to be. They were just throwing this shit away!"<br><br>But she can see he isn't going to let her change the subject. She slumps, defeated, and nods. "I do. Some."<br><br>She blushes with shame to admit even this, and bites her lip rather than continuing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 22:59:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Take ownership of the parts you like. Knowing you enjoy it doesn't need to destroy your past. You need to define what of Masami you favor over what you do of Chris.&nbsp; The more of then conflict you resolve the mote of her you'll absorb. It's not the quickest fix I can think of but it is the most comfortable for you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 00:07:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What's the quickest?" she asks. "Giving up?" <br><br>She sighs deeply, sits back and considers Takumi's advice. "Well, um... I like... I... I don't have to say it out loud, do I?" She looks over at him furtively, deeply embarrassed, not wanting to admit any of the things that she has found she likes... wearing skirts and stockings, having long hair and smooth skin... even though she already has admitted the worst of them, she does not want to say it again. She cannot bring herself to focus on the pleasure of being with a man...<br><br>"I just need to unlock the A.I. I want to find more about the signal I was tracking when... I slipped into that first persona." She grimaces. "I still need to find the people who did this to me. Before they find me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 00:11:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Actually it's take an action that she wants but you might not. Like..er.." he blushed and looked away. "..sex. But not just do it... find a way to enjoy and incorporate it into you." He looked very embarrassed. "I know you're not up for it yet, but you have to find things you're willing to accept and change over. Each victory, large or small, makes her more a part of you, rather than you becoming part of her. Do you understand?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 00:29:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he looks embarrassed, so does she. She nods, finding herself feeling shy and bashful. <br><br>"Start with... something small, I suppose..." With that, she stands up, feeling rather unsteady on her feet after all this, and steps back out to the hall. "I'm going to... get dressed." She blushes slightly at saying even this, as she walks away from Takumi's doorway. <br><br>"Um... keep talking... please. She seems to have stopped... for now." She heads into her bedroom, and goes straight for the clothes she bought while lost in her Christine persona.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 00:33:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure." He clears his throat as she hears him sit down at his computer and start typing. "I figure that the more of her you take into yourself, the more you'll recover of your abilities."<br><br>It made sense, she thought as she looked over the clothing. Not sure what to wear and how to begin. Would taking bits of her into 'Chris' make it easier, or just 'jump in' to do something big at first.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 01:08:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Something big.<br><br>"I hope you're right... because if not, this is a lot of work for nothing... Well, nothing for me, anyway."<br><br>Slipping out of the nightdress, feeling her artificial skin and hair clean itself better than a long shower, she steps into a black silk thong, then fastens on the matching bra and garter belt before taking a seat to roll on a pair of matching seamed stockings.<br><br>"Except how this feels," she admits to herself in a whisper, admiring her painted toenails through the sheer black silk, stroking them to make sure they are straight... thrilling at the sensation.<br><br>Opening a garment bag, she quickly smooths on what's inside, then steps into a new pair of shoes, fixes her makeup, styles her hair, adds some jewellery, spritzes on some perfume... <br><br>... and comes back to Takumi's bedroom door. (http://www.modemerr.com/boutique/dresses/img/orig-vamp-black.jpg)<br><br>"Well, what do you think?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 01:57:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'd say you look very nice, beautiful even." He says as he looks her over with a apparaising eye. "If I didn't see that look in your eyes. Breath, relax, be natural. Tell me how you feel, what do you think of this new you?"<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 02:03:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I... I really like dressing like this." She takes a deep breath. "I put this on because I wanted to... because I like the way it feels... and not just the way you look at me." She runs a hand over her hip and down the back of her clinging skirt. "I'm very aware of my body... my new body. How it feels to wear things... I never really was before. I hope I won't be when I'm a man again - I wouldn't want to go back to being a man and become a transvestite... But right now, wearing this... feels good."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 02:50:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And do you feel better admitting that?" He asked curiously as he looked her over. "I think you'll find it easier to control your recall as you admit and accept more of what she holds over you. I don't know when you'll regain control of your systems though." He admitted ruefully. "Most therapeutic personas don't have access to the implants that are in your body."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 15:43:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I feel... I feel kind of ashamed. I guess... I'm a man. Or I <em>was</em>. And I think men shouldn't feel like this. Like I'm less of a man..." She trails off, very aware of how her friend is looking at her... reminded of how he looked at her when she was fully Masami. "Um... at the very least, I know she was able to take over fully... I feel like I should be able to. Without having to act like her." <br><br>She awkwardly smooths the clingy skirt again and smiles weakly. "I guess I'm compartmentalising again. Saying all this is just because I'm in this body. But... I think I have to. Otherwise I won't be me any more at all... Not the old me. And I want to be the old me... I just... right now, I like this. And that's fine. Now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 03:19:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well it could be said that you WERE a man." He shrugged. "You are most assuredly a woman now." He blushed a bit as he recalls their night's encounter. <br><br>"Thing is, how well you cope with it. You already admitted that it was.. enjoyable." He stumbled to a halt, unsure to what to say.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 03:29:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It... it was." She feels herself blushing softly as well. "But I was her then... I... wouldn't have gone as far as myself. Even though I... enjoyed it." She shakes her head. "But anyway, that's a... much bigger step than I need to take, right?" She strokes her skirt. "Wearing this... admitting I <em>enjoy</em> wearing this... surely that's enough of a step for now, isn't it?"<br><br>She pauses. "And yes. I was a man. I <em>am</em> a woman." She bites her soft lip. "And it feels... good."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 01:49:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well it's a start." He says as he gives her a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder as she paces back and forth. "You were a man, you are a woman. You were called Chris, what is your name now?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 01:54:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She pauses as he places a hand on her arm, and turns to stand before him. "I was... for a while last night I was Christine... I went into autopilot, lost in the role. Like I was dreaming being her, not like I became Masami... But... I suppose Christine is just a name." She exhales slowly. <br><br>"I am a woman. My name is Christine."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 02:15:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think you should take her name. Deprive her of that." He offered. "Besides you don't look like a Christine to me." He chuckled as he stepped away. "I think the more of you that accepts what she has to offer, the weaker she gets. The big question is.. what will you do when you finally take her fully into your own personality?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 02:36:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris nods slightly. "Alright." She swallows. "I am... Masami."<br><br>She smiles a little shyly as she calls herself that, very aware of him standing so close to her even as he steps away, of the way the dress she wears hugs her and the high heels on her feet stretch her tibia... the feeling of lipstick on her soft lips... <br><br>"I suppose... once I am in full control, I want to get back to finding who did this... finding if there's a way to properly control it so I could be male... even be fully human again."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 04:41:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt more.. certain, there was&nbsp; flicker of awareness that had been missing. Not the full computer access, but small bits and dribbles of the HUD popping back up as she accepted who she was. Enough that she could sense his arousal quite easily, though it was clear from his body language that he wasn't looking to make the first move. There was a tenseness and fear that she hadn't spotted before. She could .. feel, though not quite see, the flow of his respiration and heartbeat. <br><br>She was still there, lurking under the surface of Masmi's awareness. Bereft of some of her certainty, nameless as the self proclaimed Masami had taken that. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 02:52:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Although... I know you'd miss me like this. I... I would too..." She finds herself blushing softly at the confession, and at the knowledge of Takumi's increased heartrate and pupil dilation... how much he wants her, wants her to be Masami for him, for all time... how much she wants it too...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 03:27:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not like.. you are this persona as much as Chris. You built it out of your own needs and wants," He blushes. "I admit you thrill me like no one else ever has." His heart rate and dilation showed that he was being honest about what he said. <br><br>"You have to build your own self out of her and you, you gain strength by taking parts of her and making them your own." He patted her hand before stepping away to start making some breakfast. "You have to decide what parts of her you like making your own. You gain strength by taking them into yourself." He smiles. "Build the person you are to be from the person you are as well as her. Somehow I doubt she's into movies much, matter of fact if you look into her actions she's not very well defined beyond being a woman."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 05:14:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, she's... just... She's only really interested in... being all woman. The part of me that enjoyed this before... that wouldn't admit it... but I can't deny it any more. I enjoy... being beautiful. I enjoy dressing like this... I... enjoyed being with you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 06:07:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I enjoyed last night too." He says with a shy grin as he cooks up a breakfast. An omelet from the looks of it. <br><br>"So, I offered all I can Masami, the next bits you pick and choose from her are things you'll have to do. I can't throw out much more without shaping you." He looked at her with a lopsided grin. "And that is something you need to do. Shape yourself."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 06:18:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris/Masami blushes slightly, at the reminder of last night, at being called Masami, and at the mention of shaping. "Of course... I am already shaped the way you want," she murmurs, then flashes him a teasing smile. "Um... alright, too soon for jokes about it." She smiles more sheepishly. But maybe seeing the funny side of what happened is an advance as well? It's certainly better than shock, horror and shame... and better than shamed pleasure as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 03:56:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well Masami, how are you going to define yourself now that you're taking charge of things and not HER? I'm curious to where you want to go with this?" He asked curiously as she watches him make them a meal. "What do you want on your eggs?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 05:40:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Um... maybe call me something else for now? Maybe... Amy? Being Masami is a bit too close to... being Masami." Chris bites her soft lip at the thought. She puts the thought aside and looks at Takumi... then puts another thought aside and looks at him cooking. "Just... with toast and butter, I suppose. Ah, can I help? Get the plates and glasses out, at least?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 06:05:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I like the name, and you light up at the mention of it." He says with a grin. "Not to mention you've taken ownership of it."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 06:53:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I do?" she asks, rather shyly. "Of course, that might not be me..." She frowns at that idea. "No. I must be Masami. I <em>am</em> Masami."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 18:50:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pauses in his preparations, and smiled at her. <br><br>"You are. You defined her, you're taking her into yourself. There is gain and no loss. You are Chris, you will always have him but you've moved to become Masami as well. By accepting her, you should be able to regain control of yourself. Sooner or later by accepting her, and becoming YOUR version of her, you'll be able to absorb and subsume her into your own personality."<br><br>He starts back cooking as he talks.<br><br>"So, you get any of your systems back yet? I don't think you should have a lot, but anything shows you're making headway."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 22:35:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I hope you're right..." Chris fetches two clean coffee mugs. <br><br>"A bit... I seem to be analysing stress responses again. I can tell you your heartrate... as well as the temperature of the pan... a long way from everything, though. What else can I do?" She pauses as she considers one obvious thing, and her brow furrows at the thought of making love to Takumi while still in control of herself. Can she? Part of her wants to...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 22:37:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmmm." He looked thoughtful. "Try pinging the various appliances in the kitchen, check the refrigerator stock levels or such. See how far you can query the computerized systems in the room."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 22:41:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hai."<br><br>She focuses on the refrigerator, on its stock list system, on knowing what it contains before she opens it.She should be able to read the product codes of everything inside, weight, dates of purchase...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 22:59:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The world slid out of focus, as the refrigerator's systems flowed into her field of vision. For what seemed like for an eternity she couldn't understand the flow of code in her field of vision, then slowly started to resolve as she saw the entire contents resolved back an understandable form. The dates and count of the milk was flagged, there was only a day left and it was mostly gone.<br><br>It was like a marathon to her, and when she came up she was worn out and tired, but it was clear that she was regaining her abilities.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 00:49:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blinks, trying to adjust the focus, as the datastream swirls around her. "Something... ahh... process for human mind, damn it..." She shakes her head, trying to clear it, and the holographic info follows like the mark of looking into a bright light for too long, streaking and strobing, until she manages to get a lock on it.<br><br>"We need milk," she says, sounding trumphant. <br><br>"... And I could have told you that more quickly by opening the door and looking."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 00:56:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"True, but I already knew that. I had my alert come up this morning when I walked in here. The intent of the exercise was to see how you were progressing with your abilities." He said with a grin. "Now, how about looking to see what brand of coffee is in the coffee maker would you?" <br><br>Clearly he was looking to keep her distracted by working her machine link as he kept his body blocked behind the counter as she moved around the kitchen.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 02:04:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sorry... I know it's intrusive, but scanning for threats is the first thing these eyes do." She lowers her head, looking away from him. "And scanning for sexual responses is like a subroutine of that..." <br><br>Embarrassed again, she focuses instead on the pot, on analysing the coffee's trace elements by smell and taste. "UCC Mira. Not bad, too thin though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 02:21:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm attracted to you, and I won't apologize for that. It's totally natural, and we've both admitted we enjoyed last night at that time." He said with a wry a grin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 03:00:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Still, you don't want me knowing every time you look at me, do you?" She could now know not just that, but every time he responds with arousal to something she does. With that, she could tease him so badly...<br><br>Frowning at this knowledge, she goes to put on the cafetiere.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 19:38:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That is where you learn to switch it on and off. And I'm a guy, we're always turned on remember. Celery, properly presented, can have us hard and running for hours. " 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-01-2011, 04:43:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Men!" she sighs melodramatically, rolling her eyes, then laughs. Or more accurately giggles. Then she blushes slightly and stops, still amused but also bashful about showing it in such a girlish manner, especially after her joke about a stereotypical female attitude to male behaviour.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 02:59:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Women!" He says back with a mock scowl back as he finishes the eggs adding a bit of spice and cheese to them as he winks at her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 06:58:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks skywards and makes a huffy little sound at that, trying her best to play the offended girly girl... better to make a joke of it than let it get too raw.<br><br>She steps over to take a seat, remembering to smooth down her skirt as she does so.<br><br>"Mmm... that smells wonderful. Thank you." She breathes deeply, enjoying the sensitivity of her new nose as well as her other senses.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 23:46:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled as he placed the plate in front of her. "At least your tastes in food haven't had changed. You still like cheese and eggs I see." He said as he sat down and added a bit of salsa to his eggs as he looked at her.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 03:09:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's something, maybe it's an instinct too low to tamper with... or maybe basic protein is just useful." She picks up a fork, holding it with the perfect poise of a finishing school graduate. "I imagine the full Masami would want to bring you traditional Japanese breakfast in bed."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 02:41:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think i like the idea of this sort of breakfast. Breakfast together, here in the kitchen. No need to go totally dream romantic mode for every moment." He said with a grin.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-02-2011, 03:22:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good." She nods slightly. Then after swallowing another forkful of her eggs, she arches an eyebrow and fixes him with a stare. "So just totally dream romantic mode sometimes?" She half smiles, showing her apparent anger isn't wholly serious. In truth, very little of it is, and more of it is directed at herself for dwelling on it than him for bringing it up. The phrase set off images and thoughts in her mind she would rather not dwell on.. but finds fascinating.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-02-2011, 06:12:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Would you enjoy doing it? I wonder what you'd do for a lover, not what you think you're expected to do." He said with a wry grin. "Like I enjoy giving them a massage in the evenings but thats just me."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-02-2011, 01:36:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I don't know, really... It's been a long time since I've had one... as myself. And never as myself like <em>this</em>." She thinks for a moment.. "I suppose I'm more used to a few dates, maybe sex a few times, coffee in the morning... not much else..." A massage sounds great, but she's not about to admit that
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 02:16:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well you never did unwind socially at work. I think you were unconformable in office. The only Anglo in an office full of Asians." He said thoughtfully.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 02:36:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe so... Not a problem any more..." She purses her lips and frowns thoughtfully. "I suppose I'm Japanese because I've dated Japanese girls most recently... I became Japanese even before I considered going after you... although you did suggest I try and be Asian earlier, so I must have considered that... It certainly can't be a desire to blend in, because I'm too... distinctive for that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 02:40:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think you were always part of the culture." He said with a grin. "You just needed the look to fully assimilate. I notice we've been speaking native Japanese for the better part of an hour now with no english mixed in."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 02:58:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods, and grimaces. "I wanted to reset to English again, but... I speak with her words. I <em>think</em> in English... as far as I can tell. Maybe I only <em>believe</em> I do, it's made me completely bilingual... without <em>telling</em> me..." She clenches her fists. "Am I losing my mind?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 03:16:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'd say that you're adapting, not changing." He pointed out. "Remember, you got the capacity to adapt and change a LOT of yourself. Not just your appearance. Are you sure that you're thinking in English? I notice that when you do speak it, you have the educated accent of a Japanese business exec."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 03:21:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And the language patterns of a woman," she adds with a melancholy sigh. "I don't know if I'm adapting or... or being washed away. Like I died in that alley and this is what the nanites are creating from what's left over, and I just <em>thought</em> I was a man. But I never could be."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 03:36:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You are still you, just one that is adapting. You're used to being a guy, and there is a part of you that is scared that becoming a woman would be the destrution of all that. You still like the old movies as much as I do, I bet you still enjoy some of your old hobbies. What you keep of yourself is up to you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 12:42:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I hope you're right. It doesn't seem like it..." She bites her soft, full lip. "Seems like it's up to someone else, and I'm just junk data..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-02-2011, 00:49:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think you're being overly sensitive." He says with a grin. "but do you still feel that you're not in control I mean you got some of your abilities back, that tells me you're making progress."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-02-2011, 00:53:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe. Or maybe it's letting me." She frowns deeply. "It's also made me wear this dress..." She smooths the skirt self-consciously. "... and speak business women's Japanese without noticing..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-02-2011, 03:36:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You wouldn't stand out with that look and accent." He pointed out. "And you want to blend in remember?" He chucked at the thought. "You dont' stand out as a sexy and beautiful japanese lady. Whereas you stood out more as Chris."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-02-2011, 03:50:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So it's making me a better spy? And it just happens to be making me a <em>girl</em> along with it. And making me <em>want</em> to be a girl... want to just give up and be a girl for ever..."<br><br>She frowns and shakes her head. "No. I won't let it do that to me. I won't forget who I am. I'll find a way to fix this."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-02-2011, 03:54:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then do what I told you and make this YOU not HER." He said as he sits down beside her. "And you know it will take years to undo this. I'm betting by now the project has been sanitized off the servers. We'll be years looking for it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-02-2011, 04:03:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe." She purses her full lips. "Maybe not. This works too well to be a total writeoff. Maybe the nextgen versions don't have the 'going mad' problem. Or maybe they make it worse... imagine dosing one of your enemies with this, turning him into your robot assassin killing his own people. Or your robot sex toy if you want him near enough." She grimaces. "Maybe that's it... maybe I'm just a fetish revenge attack. Turn anybody into your perfect slut. She even remembers who she used to be for added shame. Buy one today..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-02-2011, 03:37:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't think so. I think they wrote the gel off." He says as he triggers a display. The one fragmentary image she had been able to get stood there. "That's an industrial disposal truck. Want my opinion?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-02-2011, 03:39:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure," she says glumly. "Might as well have all available bad news."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-02-2011, 03:51:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're a serendipitous event. Something you had with you provided the catalyst that the original designers left out. A template that the nanites could work from."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-02-2011, 04:22:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yay?" she cringes. "So they'll be able to make it work and fix me... if they take me to the lab and analyse me. To death." She scowls. "I prefer my idea. Even if it does mean shapeshifting sex assassins."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-02-2011, 18:26:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Which is why we go slowly and carefully. I don't think you'd look as nice in a test tube or beaker." He says with a dry bit of humor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 05:24:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'd be a lot happier with that idea if I wasn't going mad." She sighs sadly. "Still... what can we do today?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 05:34:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well we've established you do have voices in your head but you're castrating her a bit at a time." He teased. "I'd say we could work on doing more but it takes time. To be honest I don't know. I got worms crawling over the net, but this sort of bug hunt for data takes time. There was a major slicking of the city network around the time of the accident, so we have to wait and work on things as time goes on."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 06:56:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I want to be out doing <em>something</em>. You're the only person I can talk to about this... but that means I <em>keep talking about this</em>, which isn't helping the morbid obsessiveness at all..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 07:08:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well you need to find other interests." He teased. "Things that you and your otherself have developed. That could help you define yourself."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 17:57:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Other than shopping for pretty clothes..." She looks down at her body in the dress and frowns, not because it feels wrong, but because it <em>doesn't</em>. "What should I be thinking about? Things I'd like to do if I was a girl? I never really considered it... and if I do, that's something else to keep me female..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 17:59:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Go boating, hang gliding or just go out touring." He said. "Spend a few weeks wandering around, but stay in touch." He shrugged. "I would suggest you go find what you want out of THIS life till you can find a way back to your old one. What have you done or where have you gone OUTSIDE of this city since you got here at 19?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 18:28:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I should just... go on vacation? Like <em>this?</em>" She looks at him in disbelief.<br><br>And she knows she doesn't have a better idea. Beyond storm a corp office and probably get killed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 18:36:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You think I want you to leave? I mean.. we have sparks, and there is always the chance you might want to redo last night." He grinned. "But.. I want YOU to be sure that it is what you want to do." He takes her hand and kisses it. "I care for you, Chris, Christine.. Masami, whoever you want to be. And truth be told, you need to build your own self out of this lovely woman you've made. Acceptance, coping, whatever.. you have to change and adapt. You have to build a path in the world."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 18:52:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gaze at him as he kisses her hand, startled by the action. <br><br>"Maybe... yes... but I'd rather leave that until I know there's nothing I can do. I can't just... sit this out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-02-2011, 19:20:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Masami my dear, can you make the worms scrub the microcode of any possible venue faster? We're looking for clues that were left after an Seraphin class AI cleaned the city network. I don't think we'll find anything in less than a few months." He sighed as he pointed to the multiple screens of his terminal. "You saved me weeks coding up the worms. But now they have to look through code line by line. "
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-02-2011, 03:47:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"But... I have to do <em>something</em>. There has to be something I <em>can</em> do."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-02-2011, 03:51:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, wait. Which you are doing. Poorly. You think I want you to leave?" He sighed. "I won't lie. I would LOVE to redo last night. I said that alright. But I can't. Not till you are confident it's YOU choosing to do it."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-02-2011, 04:44:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grimaces. "I can't. I can't just wait. I was getting close to finding where the truck came from before I... turned into Christine. I should go back there and look." She stands, setting her cup down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-02-2011, 04:52:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You won't find anything." He points out. "Data you're looking for is small scraps of code that will take time to find and reconstruct. You said yourself it was late and no one was around but you and the woman. Who you can't recall and who is one of the things I'm looking for."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-02-2011, 05:52:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I have to try." She grabs her jacket, which adjusts to match her dress. "Ping me if you think of something else I should be doing."<br><br>Then she pauses, off his look. "Thanks for breakfast. And for listening. And for not throwing me out. And..." She pauses. "And for last night."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-02-2011, 05:59:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Come back when you're ready." He says as he watches her head out. "And think about it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-02-2011, 06:15:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I will."<br><br>She can see which floor the elevator is on, but has to call it with a touch of the control pad like a normal person. Going out without her full powers is... risky, perhaps... but she has to do something active.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-02-2011, 18:56:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And stay online as much as you can. As much AI activitity as there is of late though, I don't think you'd like to be found by one of them." He pointed out as she closed the door and walked to the elevator.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>20-02-2011, 01:46:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She frowns as she thinks over his words while the elevator tracks down to street level one. And as she steps out, feeling the breeze around her stocking-clad legs and toying with her hair. All around her are people on their way to work, people just like the woman she appears to be. <br><br>A background buzz of conversational Japanese, now apparently her native language, just as she no longer needs to think about the signs flickering and floating above her or painted on the sidewalk as she steps over them. The only people paying her any attention are attracted men and jealous women... she is beautiful, but no more so than the receptionists and secretaries she now looks like.<br><br>Does she only look like one? Or is she one?<br><br>She pushes the thought aside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-02-2011, 01:51:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was easy to pass. She had been at that level of comfort with the language and custom but she had stood out. Now she passed though the throngs with no more disturbance than any other woman. Tell-tales registered her fellow citizens, noting the notice of this or that person with specifics to how long and how they reacted to it. Arousal, interest, lust, and such passed through her vision as she wandered randomly through the slowly thinning crowd of workers on the way to work.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>20-02-2011, 02:07:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				How should she feel about this, she thinks? Powerful, because she can assume this role, and no-one suspects she is anything more than she appears? But she never wanted to be that... or to appear like this... Or should she feel as weak as she does, as she is alone in the city, just there for men to admire... and so many of them do. Any of them, all of them would want to be with her, even if she did not change to suit them... and she knows that she would, unless she could stop herself. Here she is, trying to be apart from her man, not to be defined by him... then what defines her?<br><br>She lowers her head and presses on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-02-2011, 02:16:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">See? You want to be me..</span></em> That voice said to her, the first time since she started claiming herself that she could hear it. It was there, weak and subtle. Clearly trying to seed a bit of doubt in her mind she realized. It was so easy to see now, it couldn't force her to change but it could trick her into ceding her will to it.<br><br>It was easy to see now, in the light of day as she thought on who she should be. Doubt and giving up would let it win, no matter who she chose to be in the end. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>20-02-2011, 03:44:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Does she want to be Masami? To turn her back on life as a man and live as a woman? To wear beautiful clothes and dhow off her new femininity? To be wanted be men, and to desire them in return?<br><br>No. <br><br>But... at times... <br><br>"Yes. I do. In part. But it's my choice to."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-02-2011, 22:25:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Question was, did she stay and walk a pattern into the apartment floor or does she do the 'walkabout'?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-02-2011, 02:31:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She steps out, smiling to a man who holds the door for her. <br><br>"Traffic data. Where the truck was coming from." She narrows her eyes as she thinks about it. "They tried to blank it, but even that shows what they were hiding. What shape does the mask reveal?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-02-2011, 02:37:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was a mess of patterns. The tracking network was easy enough to access as she walked through the ground traffic. The truck was there for one moment in her mind, a frizzed distorted picture that hung in her vision. The problem was the truck and many like it just..faded from moment to moment. The more she looked, the farther she went into the traffic system, the more bizarre the distortion got. It was like something had specifically scripted a routine to kill tracking, then came up with a second script to throw off the tracking and a third to break the sequences up enough that she couldn't find anything. <br><br>Damn superfast AI routine, she realized as she spotted one small microscopic element in the picture. It was coding so perfect that only the error of the display routine caught it. This was what she had been told about, the worms that she had to wait on were trying to build a massive sand picture one grain at a time. Finding bugs in the system that were the remains of the AI's 'housecleaning'.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-02-2011, 03:20:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still, seeing it at all was something... <br><br>She could probably break the AI encryption... but that would alert its creators. Although, at this point, she was tempted to do just that, to see what would happen. Was being taken apart in a lab any worse than being a ghost in your old body?<br><br>She dismisses the thought with a scowl. All she can do now is carry on along the path, seeing what the cleanup migth have missed, seeing if she can determine more of the truck's path. <br><br>It's this, or start adjusting to being Takumi's girlfriend...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-02-2011, 03:44:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Pulling at one fragment to get a trace brought home just how dangerous this was as the image literally melted from her memory and the trace that she had been examining came to 'life' in her virtual hands. Rearing claws that it tore the file to peices before turning to look AT her. Hungrily.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-02-2011, 04:01:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blanches and steps back, then scowls. "Come on, then." She takes up a fighting stance, raising her hands and flexing her fingers, ready to take the thing on. It's just an image of a program, she's real.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-02-2011, 04:08:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Till the growing raptor's claws draw a long line of pain along her leg as it rushed at her. It clearly was something that could interface with her bio-network.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-02-2011, 04:29:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That tells me something," she gasps as she shuts down the pain, and puts up more defences, both to keep it from hurting her and to keep it from retreating... "Can't let it get away..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-02-2011, 04:40:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The pain drops away as she feels some of the resistance within withdraws at the pain. Clearly her otherself is more invested in her bio-network. It was easy to imagine armor over her body, and just in time as the 'raptor' bit at her leg.<br><br>Question was, how to form an attack on it?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-02-2011, 04:44:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm Princess Fury," she says, and tries a scissor kick to slam its head down into the tarmac.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-02-2011, 04:46:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moving 'virtually' and staying still in the real world was a bit trick but she managed to do it, leaning against a wall helped. The raptor shook from the impact as it tried to exude code to tear through her armor. HOW did the little bastard get so powerful? That was some potent and dense code.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-02-2011, 04:58:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could analyse it later once it was deactivated. She pulls a flaming sword to match her red armour and pins the thing to the sidewalk. "Bad monster. <em>Down</em>."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-02-2011, 23:09:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the sword pierces the raptor, it is pinned well and good to the ground. It thrashed and clawed as it tears itself apart to get free. Somewhere in the process, it breaks something in it's coding and melts away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-02-2011, 19:44:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She peers closer, examining the collapsing code as her virtual form returns to her real one. "Real," she thinks with bitter irony, before doing her best to concentrate, letting her senses record the data as much as possible. At least it's a clue... someone <em>really</em> wants this hidden. <br><br>Hmm. Maybe this has attacked others. Normal people confronted with this might suffer serious mental or even psychosomatic trauma. That would show in the newsfeeds...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-02-2011, 00:19:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Most likely though, she realized that it was the fact that she had a bio-computer network threaded through her entire body. For someone else to get attacked, they'd have to be hooked up in ways she didn't need. Intercranial implants, low impedence cables straight to a custom computer network.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-02-2011, 01:49:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Unlikely to make the news, being rare, deep illegal and either corporate or closed book... something to search for, still. And the regular sensory headgear types would survive, and talk about it in hack groups. Something else to look for. Being a supercomputer makes looking for patterns a lot faster, she muses as she smoths down her skirt and carries on as if nothing happened.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-02-2011, 00:37:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The question was how to find such spots. Not like she knew them. She'd only been a 'hacker' for a two days now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-02-2011, 02:39:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Takumi probably knows better than she does, or at least has some idea... Something to discuss later when she gets back in, she doesn't want to run back to him right away... it might give the wrong impression... For now she presses on, keeping a watch out for more raptors.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-02-2011, 07:59:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The trick was to know where to look, but she wasn't sure there weren't other AI 'seeds' laying around. And she couldn't take it slow like the worms could.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-02-2011, 17:31:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Try around the perimeter of the blackout zone, there might be 'guards' at the edge but probably not monsters like this one. And once she saw a second one activate, she might be able to pick out a pattern to see the sleeping seeds... Maybe...<br><br>So she carries on, into the city, scanning all around as she appeared to look in shop windows at the latest looks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-03-2011, 02:13:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The problem was she was essentially stepping on mines and seeing if they went off but stopping them before they blew her foot off. She had the skills but not the experience. Every spot she looked seemed 'safe' unless she pushed really hard and that ran the risk of setting off an alert or several guardians.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-03-2011, 02:34:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She needs to find a way to sweep for mines. She analyses the code from the attack program, looking for trips and passive signals... She'll fight another if she has to, but of course she'd sooner not...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-03-2011, 02:46:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The thing was, she realized her new awareness gave her an edge but the more she looked the more 'hints' of AI triggers are literally everywhere. The problem of bing in a megacity she realized, was that the sheer numbers of AI 'feelers' that were set out by the various companies.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-03-2011, 15:28:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She starts to analyse them, which are relevant, which are not... the company with most this early will be the one that knows... although of course others will have taken an interest... Perhaps she can turn that to her advantage... as well as giving her more potential enemies wanting to vivisect her, she reflects glumly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-03-2011, 06:21:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The trick was, she realized, was to pull apart one of those 'bots' but she needed help. While she had the abilites she didn't have the skills. Yet. Question was how to find them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-03-2011, 08:15:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Takumi would know, more than she did at least... so might that hacker she'd met, but she could hardly trust him... Still, at least now she had some code for Takumi to analyse. She made a point to head back and tell him what she had found, after lunch... 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-03-2011, 03:26:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That left the question on where to go eat? She had some code fragments and a bit more footage but did she want to head back yet?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>20-03-2011, 00:14:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not yet... being around Takumi was too weird for just now... She made her way through a shopping tunnel, scanning through the waves of data for anything relevant, while looking for a viable noodle place... trying not to be distracted by the fashion boutiques.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-03-2011, 00:24:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The problem was her old life home was set in a district with a vareity of eccletic stores. Noodle shops rubbed walls with fringe fashion, head shops and any of a variety of places that would make for hard to not be distracted. Luckily her current 'office woman' look was good enough to blend in and plain enough to not bring her notice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>20-03-2011, 00:58:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course, part of her wanted to be noticed... She caught herself looking at a baroque cosplay RPG heroine dress, and quickly turned away, tried not to imagine how it would feel to wear it...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-03-2011, 01:04:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course she had never really PAID attention to those stores in her old life. The girls coming out of them she had of course. Now it seemed that she could instantly size up any outfit any of the girls wore and image the look it would have on her own form in seconds. That was part of the bad of accepting her feminine side was she was acutely aware of her own vanity and the need to look good in anything. And she could look good in that baroque cosplay outfit, the goth corset and leather mini in the salon across the way, the variety of 'wicked fetish' items that were in the window of the fantasy shop down the block.<br><br>Her favorite noodle shop, it seemed, was in a veritable sea of feminine fashion salons that she had really never noticed before. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>20-03-2011, 01:22:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And she felt she might drown in it.<br><br><em>Choose one</em>, she thought. <em>Just one... focus.</em><br><br>She looked around at her options, and started towards the goth store.<br><br><em>Give Takumi a bit of a show with the data...</em> she thought, her red lips curling up in a smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-03-2011, 01:29:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The store threw out all sorts of 'smart ads' that showed up on Masami's cyberawareness. Most folks would get only a portion through their ear pieces, smart phones, image visors, but she got them all. Till she filtered them away with relexive ease. Still it was bizarre to have an ad <br>turn to her and greet her by name. <br><br><em>Greetings Masami, would you like to look around or have an associate attend to you directly?</em> One smart agent asked as she filtered the barrage down to something more manageable. She could see that it had 'chirped' her body's simulated 'RFID' implant that most women had in their right wrist. She had so much more than a simple chip implant but the smart agent wasn't that smart to spot it. To it, she was a woman with an implanted vid linkage and subdermal phone implant. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-03-2011, 01:07:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll just look around," she said, unnerved and put off her stride by the ad-drone addressing her by her new feminine name. How much of her profile was she controlling? How much was the program Masami still in charge of?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-03-2011, 01:14:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A quick internal check showed that her 'other-self' was still secluded and her awareness was growing as her foes seemed to be waning. The ad-bot had apparently picked up on the cover ID she had cobbled together she realized with a rush of pride. <br><br>Her wandering took her back to the section that covered mini-dresses and corsets, though none of them hid much she noted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-03-2011, 01:46:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirked at this... she had nothing to hide. <br><br>Then she considered this. Was that Chris, or the AI? His own likes and dislikes, filtering into her style... or the design to be a spy? The lack of shame that came with being built as a seductress, or with not thinking of this body as really 'his'? <br><br>Either way, it would look glorious in that one...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-03-2011, 02:04:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes drew the virtual model of herself into the outfit. Posing and smiling in a come hither manner as she gyrates to an unheard tune.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-03-2011, 02:08:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Would she? Could she? ... Could she resist? (http://www.artificeclothing.com/em/shop/prodimages/jadre3.jpg)<br><br>She smiled as she pinged the Drone to summon a real-life assistant.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-03-2011, 02:16:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Can I help you with this ma'am?" The lady said as she walked up. "You look delightful in that. Is it for someone special?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-03-2011, 03:50:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, it is," she said with a sly smile as she admired herself in the imagining mirror. "Let's see how the real version feels..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-03-2011, 03:56:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If you'll step into the booth, and we'll microscan your dimensions and set the assemblers into making up something for you." She said with a gesture.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-03-2011, 01:57:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Masami sashayed over as directed, hiding her amusement at having computers examine her dimensions when a computer had chosen them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-03-2011, 02:04:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could interact with the computers and it was surprisingly easy add a few extras as the autofacs worked away. Question was, aside from synthleather what could she add? Subdermal armor analogs perhaps?<br><br>She could even direct it to put in all manners of extra stitching to make sure she didn't break the seams if she went full out in her strength moves.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-03-2011, 02:39:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Might as well... not that she was planning to fight in a tight little pencil-skirted corset dress and a pair of stiletto heels. No, this was for showing off...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-03-2011, 02:42:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Needless to say no one noticed as the autofacs spun out something that looked like the midrange outfit she'd order and what she got was a mindblowingly more expensive outfit capable of taking small arms and knives without a problem. Of course their unit stock was going to take a hit on this but that wouldn't be traced back.<br><br>Quickly enough the outfit popped out of the drawer, still slightly warm and waiting to be put on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-03-2011, 23:38:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She did not make it wait long, enjoying the warmth of the soft but strong synthetics clinging to her and showing off her body to best effect.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-03-2011, 23:42:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Now the question was, where to go looking like this? She knew what sort of effect this would have if she went back to show it off. Did she want to tease him or would she be wanting to follow up this time?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 00:25:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wasn't sure herself. She certainly wanted to tease him, but... it was tempting to do more, and that was why she left early... wasn't it? She pushed such thoughts aside as she admired her reflection, feeling the dress hug her curves. She just knew she enjoyed looking like this, dressing like this... being beautiful.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 02:07:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That looks quite grand on you miss, is there any other items you'd like to try? We've got the latest fashions from London in your style tastes. The Underground designers had a show last week and we've got templates of most of the type that you seem to favor."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 06:11:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled and nodded graciously at the compliment. "Let's see," she agreed, amused by the idea of picking out a style from Chris's homeland.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 06:15:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Silk and satin seemed to be the in thing of the season. Black embroidered fabric specifically. Of course the fun part was how the mix of silk and satin with boots. High skirts and tight corsets. Lots of skin and hints of more skin under the short skirts and frills.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 06:28:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris would have enjoyed seeing a girl with this look, so of course she was tempted... she selected a particular outfit and virtually tried it on, the mirror imaging it for her as she turned and strutted... but she knew actually wearing it would feel even better than it looked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-03-2011, 07:06:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And of course, she could afford it. She could easily embezzle the funds online to buy the entire block. She could easily afford an outfit that would have HER man drooling. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-03-2011, 20:15:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And it would be so very worth it. She smiled as she looked over her reflection all dressed up in satin and lace, ribbons and bows. The most feminine style here was what she wanted...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-03-2011, 23:57:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And the more she embraced it, the less that the OTHER seemed to be able to do anything, she realized as she took the construct's strengths and made them hers. It was a psychological crutch to worry over one side or another of who she was, and as long as she kept taking points that she was confortable with, the weaker it got.<br><br>She still wished to be Chris, but now Masami wasn't a bad person to be either, she realized. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>31-03-2011, 00:59:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling, she nodded through the order for the Lolita ensemble, arranging to have it boxed rather than trying it on. She knew she wouldn't want to take it off before letting her man see her in it if she put it on. She took time to feel the warm nanowoven satin before it was boxed, drawing her fingertips across it and smiling to herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>31-03-2011, 02:30:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Would you like anything else ma'am? We got some intriguing designs in lingerie." The woman said as she handed her the package for her clothes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-04-2011, 04:29:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh?" Masami arched a perfect eyebrow and smiled. "Do tell."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-04-2011, 04:34:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am sure you'll enjoy it and naturally as you've seen we have shoes and accessorizes as well." The woman says as she brings up a variety of designers famous for 'bed ware'.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-04-2011, 05:17:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My man does need a reward," Masami smirked as she considered what she might wear... more for her own pleasure than his appreciation, of course.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-04-2011, 05:21:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Question was, which to pick, she realized as the virtual modes stared up again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-04-2011, 05:29:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And she knew she wanted to try all of them... but she should focus on accessories that suited her new dress. Those lace-up boots... those sheer stockings...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-04-2011, 05:32:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The enchanting earrings with all sorts of matching 'accessories' that went on things other than her ears. That perfume. This style of makeup. So many choices and things to play with.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-04-2011, 05:36:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				So much more fun than dressing as a male had been... would ever be...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-04-2011, 05:56:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				So many more things to put on. Where to start?<br><br>The jewelry selection was close by, why not get some 'hidden' goodies in case she 'slipped into bed' again?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 00:38:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Would Takumi like that? It was more for a man's pleasure than for her own as it would be hiden, after all... Best not pierce her nipples or navel for now...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 00:58:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Takumi would be interested, though she wasn't sure how far she wanted to go. The consideration of piercings made her think a moment. If she could craft Masami from the whole cloth like she did, while discrete changes why couldn't she do smaller ones like pre-exiting piercing holes. Might require her to examine a piercing up close. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 01:29:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Something she could arrange, no doubt, she concluded as she looked at what else she might tease her man with.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 01:36:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The problem was, how to find out his kinks without asking? She could craft up some sort of profile using her own abilities but would he spot it?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 02:10:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She knew some of them... But what else, and how to find out... she was a better data tracker than he was now, she could examine his online interests, even the ones he private flagged. And of course she could always ask... he deserved a reward for being so good to her... Was she willing to model a sailor fuku? Of course she was...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 02:12:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Question was how much was she willing to do to meet his fantasies? She could scan his past searches, scan his online profiles, his purchase histories and such. She already knew he was a classic film buff. Most of the porn on his server was for his off the books website that he ran for profit, though it was most likely going to vanish now that she could make him rich at a whim.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 02:35:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dragon lady, schoolgirl, vamp, geisha... she could be all these things... and just from thinking about it she knew she <em>wanted</em> to. Not only because he would enjoy them... so would she.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 02:44:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course, given her own body's abilities, she could simply hack the store's server and download all manners outfits to spin out with time and materials. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 02:52:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course... but putting on the real thing seemed so much more real... Wiggling into a dress, rolling up stockings, stepping into heels, applying makeup... mmm...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 02:57:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So Miss.. find anything you like?" The shop girl asked politely as Matsumi stood there thinking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 03:02:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think I'd happily wear everything in this store," she said with a smile. "But for now, this necklace, these earrings, this anklet..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 03:07:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good choices miss, would you like the store makeup assistant to put together makeup for this look as well?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 03:15:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Masami grinned. "I'd love to."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 03:20:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was totally up to a pretty hefty bill, with all the 'extras' she was getting but then she had a bottomless account. She looked over the options for jewelry. The whole collection was a good chuck of her old life's rent for a year, not including the shoes and makeup.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 19:52:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				But she deserved it. She strutted over to the makeup section.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 20:03:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Question was, how hard should she hit her man with the makeover?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 20:28:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hard as she could. She wanted him drooling as soon as he saw her. She would be the women of his most sinful dreams.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-04-2011, 20:33:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Surprisingly enough, from what her cursory scans told her, he would be very amendable to a goth look. A bit of make up and some body jewelry would definitely fit into his 'ideal' woman. She noted that her dimensions and personality already hit most of his marks. Flash a bit more leg and he'd melt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-04-2011, 14:16:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That would be easy. And fun. She smiled as leaned back into the makeup chair to be worked over to tease her man.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-04-2011, 23:49:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was still surprising to see this beautiful woman and know it was her. The makeup highlighted her featuresin a way that told her that an analysis program was used to customize it for her features 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-04-2011, 02:59:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She thought for a moment, found the analyser, retrieved it and memorisied the relevant details for future reference.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-04-2011, 03:17:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The imprint was fairly easy to remember and she could see how to do all manners extras like 'beauty' spots and such.<br><br>"Is there anything else I can get you Miss?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-04-2011, 23:06:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Perhaps is there a coat to go with this dress? Something I cover myself up in and then drop when I want to show myself off?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>12-04-2011, 23:18:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well there is a heavy leather jacket that matches the style but I have to warn you it's a bit hot for the current weather." The girl says as she pulls up an image of a full body covering trench coat that only hints to her shape and when closed shows nothing of what is beyond the wrists and ankles and neck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-04-2011, 00:41:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll use the air-conned underpasses." She smirked as she decided this. After all, her body temperature was what she wanted it to be now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-04-2011, 20:34:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If you like." She said with a smile. "I would be happen to make one up for you." She added as she set the autofactory working.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-04-2011, 00:10:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you," Masami beamed.<br><br>She couldn't wait to see the look on her man's face when he saw her like this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-04-2011, 00:14:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The computer systems came online as she watched the store's network set about manufacturing the jacket.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-04-2011, 00:18:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled as it followed her curves, building in a cinched waist and a flare at the hips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-04-2011, 00:26:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Soon enough she was in the possession of a customized outfit. It felt perfect as it wrapped around her.<br><br>"I hope you come back miss." The assistant said as the network chirped her final bill, a good portion of several months of her old life's income.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-04-2011, 16:26:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sure. You've been very helpful." She smiled appreciatively as she paid the bill from her bottomless funds.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-04-2011, 20:35:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was tagged for special treatment she notice as she walked out of the store. Alerts to the staff, a small notation on his like and dislikes ad well as suggestion for ads to email her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-04-2011, 02:07:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The least she deserved, she thought with a smile as she slid back to stand on her new heels, smoothed down her skirt and sashayed out with a grateful smile to her assistants, ready to head home and show her man her gratitude for all his help.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-04-2011, 02:47:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The new goth look was definitely drawing eyes as she walked with her clothing bag over one shoulder, of course most of it was easily hidden under her jacket. It was a good thing that she could regulate her body heat better than a normal human or she'd definitely have 'wilted' by the time she got back to the apartment complex.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-04-2011, 02:40:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled at the attention. She wanted it, and deserved it, and enjoyed it. As lace hissed and satin whispered under her coat, and her hair bounced in the new curls she had been given, she felt so free, so <em>right</em>. <br><br>Takumi would probably love it, and even if he didn't, she did. She wanted to dress like this every day...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-04-2011, 19:20:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Question was, how to spring it on him. Her senses could register his presence in his apartment, he was running on his treadmill while two of his displays showed him working through massive lines of code. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-05-2011, 02:50:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Wait for him to be done...? His treadmill progress readouts suggested he would want to take a break in a few minutes... and not be too tired out for what she wanted to do with him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-05-2011, 01:06:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Already the building admin program was letting her know that his shower program was about ready to start. She could see that he was in the 'cool down' phase of his exercise.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-05-2011, 16:48:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A nice refreshing shower, leaving him alert and invigorated and clean. Just right. She smirked as she sashayed through the lobby, before favouring the receptionist with a warm smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-05-2011, 20:12:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Question was, she realized as she came up and stepped into the apartment. Was it better to join him or be waiting for him somewhere else.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 00:18:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Wait for him to come to her... she didn't want to get her new dress wet, either. She wanted him to see her looking as beautiful as she could be. As sexy and feminine as she looked and felt right now. She wanted him to know who she really was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 00:27:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could hear the shower finishing up and the network alerting him to her presense in the apartment.<br><br>"You're already back!?" He called as he stuck his head out of the bathroom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 00:32:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes. I found some interesting things... like this."<br><br>She stepped out, sliding out of her coat to reveal her gleaming black satin dress, toying with the ruffles of her thigh-skimming skirt and posing for him.<br><br>"Do you like it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 00:37:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh yes, I would be happy to undo the snaps and ties and enjoy it in the process." He says as he walks over to kiss her, still wrapped in a towel.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 03:06:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good..." She smiled as she gave herself to the kiss, her hands easing him out of his towel. "I wanted you to see who I really am... who I want to be... I'm glad you like me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 04:25:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know.. I got a weakness for goth outfits, and corsets." He said as he lingered on the kiss with a chuckle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 16:55:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know..." She smiled coyly. "And now I'm wearing this, I love it..." She rested her hands on his hips as they lingered in the kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 03:03:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're tempting me.. in ways that I'm not sure I should indulge myself in." He said with a&nbsp; chuckle. "However, what do you want to do now?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 03:33:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Please, indulge yourself." She batted her long black eyelashes. "You've earned it. You've earned <em>me</em>."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 03:37:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I've earned us.." He said with a kiss as he slid a hand around her to keep her close as he kissed her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 03:44:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes," she whispered back as she surrendered to the kiss completely.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 21:30:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned as he started unwrapping her. <br><br>"Well I'm sure we can do something about it. Any other surprises you got planned?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 22:12:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No... I want to be what you want." She slid out of her dress to let him see her lingerie.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 22:20:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And every layer shows a new delight." He said with a grin. "You enjoy finding things like this for me? To show off your body?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-05-2011, 02:13:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I do." She turned slightly to let him unlace her corset. "And for me as well... dressing so softly... I love it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-05-2011, 02:16:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What sort of outfit do you think I should wear I wonder? Something off of the racks or do you want to put me in a new-silk suit?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-05-2011, 02:25:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I <em>would</em> like to see you in sharp suits... I'll dress up too and you can take me to the finest restaurants... show me off, and you'll deserve to have me on your arm too... Then when we're done it all goes on the floor..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-05-2011, 19:58:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was so nice to have him undress her a bit at a time with a kiss on each piece of skin that appeared.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-05-2011, 03:05:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm..." she purred with every kiss, her already intense arousal building as her hands slid up and down his back and moved to run through his hair. "I love this," she whispered, an honest confession of how she thought and felt, who she was and wanted to be.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 01:21:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Seems unfair to you thogh." He chuckled as he took her gloves off and kissed each hand in turn. "All I have to take off is a towel and you got all these pretty wrappings."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 01:32:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't mind," she smiled. "I love wearing pretty things..." She had denied it before, but it a true.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 21:43:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And do you feel more.. in control now?" He asked as he paused, leaving her in her 'delicates' and nothing more. He looked her in the eye, waiting to see what she said or did in response.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 02:49:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hm?" His question caught her off guard, reminding her of their earlier conversation that she had until now been too excited to think about. "Yes..." she said, but only after a moment's pause, not entirely certainly. <em>Was</em> she in control, or just too aroused to stop this?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 02:59:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then.." He sits down and smiles at her. "I want you to take charge. I had the top last night. I want to see what you want to do to me. We both know what you want me to do." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 03:08:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She thought about this. What <em>did</em> she want? Did she just want him to take her, to let him be the man and make herself be the woman? To rule out any choice, not to think about waht she was doing, what she <em>wanted</em> to do as a woman? Did she even want to do anything, or was the just not thinking straight?<br><br><em>No. I want this. I want to be a woman. I want a man to love me. This man.</em><br><br>She reached around and undid the laces of her corset, taking a deep breath and letting her breasts jut out as she showed herself off to her man.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 19:35:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The look in his eyes told her the thing she needed most. He only saw her as a woman. The woman he loved. Anything else, any part of her past was secondary as he leaned in to kiss her and let her guide him beyond that. <br><br>The beginning of a new idea hit her, why work towards changing back at all? She was essentially immortal. Instead why not work towards recreating the accident, under controlled circumstances for him? Surely they could both benefit from a form like hers?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 02:19:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled excitedly as he abandoned any restraint and saw her only as the female beauty she wanted to be. She gave herself to his kiss fully, and took a gentle hold of his hands to guide them onto her knickers, hook the bands and slide them down. Slipping out of her boots, leaving only her stockings, jewellery and makeup on for him to admire as he took her to bed. <br><br>Would he want to live forever, of course he would... but she would want him to stay a man, of course...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 02:22:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was perfect she realized as he continued to kiss and cuddle her body. The two of them as this new form of humanity. She'd have to find the designs still, but now she could bestow the same gifts as she had on him. Keeping him male of course, and the two of them could work on anything they desired. Explore the full potential of these forms together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 02:29:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Or what else, become human again but stay beautiful? As she laid back and opened her legs for him to enter her, she imagined motherhood...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 02:35:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course, she realized as he pulled her on top of him to ride him, she could possibly do it now. It would take a better understanding of how her biosystems worked, another excuse to chase down her design criteria but she could be a mother and he a father and keep all these wonderful powers. Like the AI had hinted towards before she had subsumed it, she was a new species of human. A designed human, better and stronger but still ultimately human. <br><br>So many potentials to explore she realized before the rush of pleasure with him pushed away such thoughts for a time and the joy of simply being in love and with your beloved washed away her thoughts to anything but the pleasures two beings could gain from one another.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 02:48:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And it was never long enough before he came inside her, and she peaked in sync with him doing so, part of her design was to orgasm as her lover did. <br><br>And so she lay back, still feeling the silk on her legs and the makeup on her face, and the slightly sweaty man lying on the bed beside her. <br><br><em>I've done it again,</em> Chris thought. She tried her best to keep the moment of clarity from her face this time. She remembered Takumi's anger and shame at the reminder of what they'd done and her reaction to it last time... and yet here she was, having enjoyed sex with her (his?) friend again, even more... having seduced him... having been unable to resist dressing up like a woman and coming back to let a man have her... him... <em>her</em>. She had to think of herself as a her, at least for now. But she had to remember she was a man, didn't she...?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 02:56:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Takumi pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply.<br><br>"No regrets. Even if you want to undo this in the end, just...enjoy. Don't overthink things. I know you like to." She felt his hands tickle over her body, he was quickly learning how to please her with a simple touch she realized. "Tell me Matsumi..who chose to come to bed with me? Who was on top and had control the whole time?" He kissed her. "You did. Your choice. Your desire. Our love. Just.. don't over think it okay?"<br><br>He pulled her into close and smiled into her hair. <br><br>"At least flatter me that I'm tolerable."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 03:02:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt herself blush, as she responded to his teasing caresses, feminine urges threatening to distract her again. <br><br>"I know... You are, I... if I just forgot who I was I'd... I could be happy. And sometimes I do, I get caught up in it... so excited... and when I do I come to you, and... I love it." She blushed all the more as she admitted this. "And then it's over, and then I wish I didn't... but I do..." She turned to gaze at him. "If I changed back right now... I would miss being a girl."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 03:07:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sometimes you anglos over think things." He says with a chuckle. "Be who you are. Respect who you were. Anticipate what you want but don't obsess. Try being a little more zen and less conflicted."<br><br>He gave her a tweak with a chuckle, waiting to see what she does. "Would you do what we did again?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 05:16:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"... I would," she admitted, lowering her gaze and feeling a slight blush as she confessed it. Having been female, she had to admit to herself that part of her wanted to stay this way permanently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 05:22:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He tilted her head back up and kissed her, easing her back on the bed. <br><br>"You're over thinking things again." He said as he tickled her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 05:39:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt herself responding to his strokes and tickles, and started to smile. "You'll just have to distract me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>31-05-2011, 08:43:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Or get you to think on more enjoyable things." He said with a chuckle. "Like how much more fun you're having than you used to."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>31-05-2011, 21:01:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm... it's true..." <br><br><em>Is it?</em> Chris thought. She instinctively wanted to deny it... but she knew she really couldn't. Every day, every hour, she was allowing herself to become more feminine. She <em>wanted</em> to be feminine. Looking like this, wearing these clothes, being with a man... 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>31-05-2011, 22:33:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course it is. Remember, you took control. The other, how much do you feel of her?" There seemed so little of her now, she realized. By claiming Masami, she had taken back her life. She could be Masami or Chris or someone new if she wished. Any woman she could desire. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>31-05-2011, 22:36:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"None... or... maybe none of me. I don't mind any more." She smiled as she confessed this, stroking her man's chest.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>31-05-2011, 22:39:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It is you in the drivers seat, she wouldn't bother with me. She had no feelings for me." He said with a chuckle as he rolled her on top of him. "I like this view of you best. You on top and happy to be there. Maybe a little longer hair." <br><br>He grinned at her as he held her in place. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 02:29:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She tossed her head, feeling a few extra milimetres of silky hair unspool, sating his whim, wanting to be his perfect woman... "Better?" she purred.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 02:47:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Definitely. And now I want a tail, some pokadots and you should really be cross-eyed with a lisp." He teased as he tickled her, clearly being silly now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 03:35:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Be careful what you withh for," she lisped and crossed her eyes. "And I probably <em>could</em> grow a tail, but I prefer you to be the one with something big sticking out down there..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 03:43:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't see any polka dots eitehr." He teased as he tickeled her again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 13:19:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You'll just have to buy me a pretty polka dot dress then." She smirked and kissed him again. She could doubtless camoflage herself, but that was beside the point now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 17:23:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think you'd look good in mauve.. or lime green too." He teased as he kept running his hands over her body, teasing her with each touch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 04:35:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm, whatever you want me in," she purred, loving the sensations of his hands on her soft skin. Chris's doubts were swept aside, for now, as she grew more and more aroused by his attentions.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 04:53:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Would it get me more sex if I said I like you ther way you are?" He purred as he kept teasing her body and tickling her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 05:20:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It might..." She smiled, even as she considered his words. He had been so supportive, but was this ultimately what he wanted?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 05:39:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why don't we just cuddle for a while? You can tell me about your shopping exploits."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 05:56:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled more softly, pleased by the suggestion. "Well..." She leaned in. "I was just going to look for clues, but I saw this store... I just couldn't resist, I had to look in..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 06:02:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled as he let her tell the story.<br><br>"Well it will take time for the clues we got, but a dress like that is always needed."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 06:12:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm glad you like it... I wanted to wear it as soon as I saw it..." She felt slightly embarrassed to admit that. Not something a man was supposed to want, was it?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 06:15:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay.. tell me why you wanted to wear it." He asked as he cuddled in behind her. "Just.. relax and tell me why."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 06:19:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I... I knew I'd like how it feels... it feels so good, dressing like this... and then I knew you'd like to see me in it..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 06:26:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And you like going goth?" He asked curiously, the feeling from her sensors was HE liked it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 00:08:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I always found it attractive... and I love how it feels..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 00:19:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I love how it looks." he agreed, "though it's a bit hard to get off." He added with a teasing voice. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 00:30:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I could have worn something much more elaborate," she replied with a naughty smile. "Maybe I will next time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 00:31:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I'll look online for a clue on how to get you out of them." He teased back. "Or stock up on metal shears." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 00:46:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Straps and buckles and boots laced up to thigh high... I want to be so naughty..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 00:50:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well you can be. Want me to order a mini-fac here for you to design your own outfits?" He asked thoughfully. "You could design and post your own stuff online."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 01:33:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I like taking suggestions... seeing how other people want to dress me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 01:41:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well we've got you a history. You did a lot of the work but we could always have you try out modellng." He asked curiously as his hands continued to roam over her body. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 02:03:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Show myself off to the world... yes..." She smiled and let out a soft, contented moan as her nipples hardened under his touch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 02:06:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Think about it. Hiding in public view, enjoying the adoration of millions." He did have a point, it would allow her to move in circles she'd have to skulk around in now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 02:16:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm..." She bit her lip, finding the idea appealing and exciting. She hadn't wanted to go out looking like a woman... now it had a sinful thrill.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 02:21:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It made sense in a way. She could learn to code up the AI's programs as probes of her own and use it to scan networks for clues as a model. Of course it would take time, and she'd have to play the role and learn to be a popular model. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 03:19:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Would it be that easy? She was beautiful... could be <em>any</em> kind of beautiful... but was there more to it than that?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 03:27:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You could give it a try. Try out as a&nbsp; model, we could look for an oppourtunity to use as a way to get in one of your scout spots." He pointed out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 03:41:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure," she nodded. "At least I can get some imaging taken... me all dressed up the way they want me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-06-2011, 03:42:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well we need to figure how we want to do it. You know that it will take a bit of time right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-06-2011, 19:10:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded slightly. "Just like finding who did this to me will..." She made a small pout as she considered this, impatient, wanting answers, wanting something to do, something to try on...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-06-2011, 00:47:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"A model opens doors that a hacker can't so easily get into." He pointed out with a dry chuckle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-06-2011, 03:09:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Depends if they're useful doors... or fun doors," she added with a naughty little smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-06-2011, 03:11:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know what I mean." He says as he tickles her in a sensitive spot. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-06-2011, 03:29:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wriggled and grinned... although of course she only had sensitive spots because she wanted to...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-06-2011, 04:08:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So you want to do the model role?" He asked as he kissed her neck and cuddled in close.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-06-2011, 19:30:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That could be fun," she nodded. The thought of being seen and admired like this was strangely exciting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-06-2011, 01:20:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well we can start setting up an identity that you can be 'discovered' in." He pointed out with a grin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-06-2011, 06:44:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course, might be a bit too high-profile," she said. "But ooooh, it'd be fun..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-06-2011, 16:21:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why worry? They aren't looking for you. You don't exist..nothing happened according to them remember? They blanked all the traces." He grinned. "That works AGAINST them too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 03:40:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe. If they didn't comb them first." She furrowed her brow, clearly worried. "They're still covering their tracks... whoever they are."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 03:45:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well remember you don't look anything like the european chick that came out of that alley." He reminded her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 04:01:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"True..." she smiled slightly, gazing down at her current body. "You like it, right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 07:19:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I do.. and more importantly, you like it right?" He said as he ran a finger down her side.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 23:27:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm... yes... I do..." She quivered with pelasure at his gentle touch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 23:46:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Liking the body jewelry too." He said as he flicked a nipple ring with a finger. To tease not to hurt. Then sliding his hand down to tease the area around her navel. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-06-2011, 01:31:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I was hoping you would," she admitted, leaning in to his touch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-06-2011, 01:49:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I do.. " He says as he resumes massaging her body, working downward slowly, his strokes aimed to set her on edge and 'purring' for attention. Clearly he knew how to do a decent massage.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>20-06-2011, 00:21:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course, she was faintly aware that her body only responded to the treatment because she wanted it to - her muscle groups were simulated as her skin - but she let herself feel his attentions.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-06-2011, 00:22:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So what is next, a full body nano-tattoo of an oriental dragon that you can animate?" He asks with a teasing grin.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>20-06-2011, 01:51:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sure I could do that anyway, if I wanted..." she wrinkled her nose at the showy idea.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-06-2011, 01:54:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well it's an idea.. nice to see you and I vary on somethings." He says as he leans up to nibble on her ear as he continues his massage downward, taking his time and gently stimulating her as he works downward with expert ease.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>20-06-2011, 02:20:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well... <em>mmmmm</em>... I want you to want me... but I <em>want</em> it, it isn't programming..."<br><br>It wasn't, was it? She <em>did</em> want to be with him...?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-06-2011, 02:23:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And that is what I'm trying to point out. You choose what YOU liked to and kept those differences between my likes and yours." He grinned, clearly doing this to prove to her that she was in control. "You choose.. see what I mean?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-06-2011, 00:01:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I do." She smiled as she slid closer for a kiss. It did feel right, she did want to feel love as a woman... Of course, she still felt the shame of this, as a man, but... she pushed it to one side.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-06-2011, 02:52:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So what else does Matsami like to do, wear and be?" He asked as he lingered over the kiss. "Would she want to go out and dance in a high end resturant that we managed to get reservations for.. somehow?" He grinned at her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-06-2011, 02:41:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I would," she said with a smile. "What should I wear?" The sinfulness of wanting to wear feminine clothing somehow made it even more enticing. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-06-2011, 03:08:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Surprise me." He says with a grin. "I was thinking of using some of those new funds and getting a nice Italian designer suit."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-06-2011, 04:32:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I approve." She grinned back, leaning in to stroke his cheek. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-06-2011, 04:45:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So we get me a hair cut and suit, then you hack us a reservation in a nice expensive club/resturant that we'd never get into other wise?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-06-2011, 02:12:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can do that before you get your shoes on," she pointed out with a sly smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-06-2011, 02:53:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"True, so I need to get you to help me to get the suit and all." He said with a grin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-06-2011, 03:55:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can probably help with that," she nodded. "Although men's clothes are so narrow..." she added quietly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-06-2011, 03:58:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think you'd like to put me in a nu-silk suit." He said with a grin. "All night and tight, with a designer tie and the perfect accessory for what you'll be wearing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-06-2011, 04:26:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked him up and down, appraising his figure and measurements with a glance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-06-2011, 04:35:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled as he watched her look. Already in her display there was a line of numbers for his measurements.<br><br>"You got the measuring up look of a woman down."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-06-2011, 05:14:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I guess some things come naturally to us girls," she smirked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-06-2011, 05:22:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Women.. you're definitely a woman." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-06-2011, 05:46:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled at this. Just days ago she was a man... now she took pride in being seen and thought of as a woman.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-06-2011, 05:51:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wish I could do an instant makeover like you do. Must be fun being able to redefine yourself." He says as he gets up, picking up the remote to set his shower going.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-06-2011, 20:33:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We'll look at that once I work out how to make you immortal." She grinned, not wanting him to know if she was just joking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-06-2011, 20:46:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Right.. definitely something to work on huh?" He teased back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 19:27:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's one of my projects." She smirked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 02:03:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, just don't put a trademark symbol on me." he teased back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 02:15:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If I do it will only be on your genes..." She paused. "Oh. Maybe I should look at the material I'm made of..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 23:43:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well you're human.. just radically augmented. And I can point out a simple fact, everyone has both XY and XX chromosones..Just the balance of them is vastly different between men and women."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 00:03:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You'd think I'd be able to make myself be a man again..." She frowned slightly as she considered this. Did she even want that any more?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-07-2011, 06:02:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You have the POTENTIAL to but knowing how the nanites reversed&nbsp; the balance is hard to do right off the bat. Maybe they were keyed to act on one part of your DNA and not the other. We got too many variables to go into it blind."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-07-2011, 19:46:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They were built to make women." She shrugged. Then she stretched out languorously and smiled. "And they did it so well..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-07-2011, 05:37:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Could be what that design template was made for, another thing we'll have to figure out over time." He pointed out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 04:40:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"From what I can do... I'm a Mata Hari. Perfect infiltrator for a male-dom society. Well, short of someone who can turn into <em>anyone</em>, someone who can turn into any <em>woman</em> must halve the amount of variables. Maybe the beta test will be able to be a man when it has to..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 04:46:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I think they were designing models and the one you wound up with just happened to be the sexy shapeshifter type. Could be lucky that way. Imagine what a combat model might have come out looking like."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 05:21:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I might still be male at least..." then, more quietly, "... not that I still want to..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 06:21:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I doubt you'd technically have a gender.. combat machines wouldn't need one." He pointed out with a chuckle. "Just lots and lots of guns."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 22:29:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I presume if they hid all this in me, they could be subtler with those, but..." She sighed wistfully. "I should count myself lucky?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 22:34:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well think on this.. you are fairly certainly designed for covert action. What would you make to be overt?" He asked as he looked over the collection of clothes he had to put on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-07-2011, 02:06:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Better not think too much, I might tear my stockings." She idly stroked her silk-clad thigh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>10-07-2011, 02:12:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Teased." he said with a grin as he looked over from his meager selection of suits.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-07-2011, 03:25:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled wickedly, enjoying the feeling of wearing stockings.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>10-07-2011, 03:28:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He dressed, in good if dated styles, as he watched her pose. He chuckled as he watched her.<br><br>"You're already getting into the outlook." He teased.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-07-2011, 03:49:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt herself blush and lowered her gaze. "I never thought of myself as... like this... but I enjoy it so much. Looking like a woman, dressing like this... being with you..." Her eyes crept back to look at his. "I don't know if I <em>could</em> go back..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>12-07-2011, 22:10:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You are happy.. I've never seen you smile as much before the change." He said with a chuckle as he pulled on a tie, mangling the knot as he talks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-07-2011, 00:18:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's true. I think... I feel like I <em>shouldn't</em>, but... I... I want to be a woman." She blushed and smiled as she confessed. <br><br>Rising from the bed, she swayed over to him, lifting the end of his tie, moving to fix the knot for him. As she did, she looked up into his eyes, looking at his reaction to her confession.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-07-2011, 00:27:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I won't lie.. I love you as Matsumi, but more importantly." He kisses her, tenderly with a hint of hunger. ".. you're a lot happier as her than you were as Chris, though I see a bit of him in your actions. You are choosing your path, like Chris did. You listen to have folks suggest, but in the end you do what you want."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-07-2011, 00:30:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She returned the kiss, feeling her arousal build with it as she could sense his. Being kissed by this man - a man - now excited her. <br><br>And he'd just said he loved her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-07-2011, 01:04:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So, I can see you enjoyed the kiss. Care to tell me what you feel towards me?" He asked with a sparkle in his eyes. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-07-2011, 23:25:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I love you," she whispered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-07-2011, 00:37:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well we got that all fixed then." He said with a kiss back. "So, we going out?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-07-2011, 04:55:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes we are... hmm... I need a dress, don't I..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-07-2011, 22:36:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You bought a dozen right? Pull one on and we'll get me outfitted, then out to a nice resturant while we plot your 'exposure' to the media world."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-07-2011, 00:49:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Any preferences? Short, long, bright, dark?" She half smiled. "Dressing as a woman is a lot more fun..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-07-2011, 01:31:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Indulge yourself, feel free to let your tastes grow on their own. Remember that we're going to a place where High Fashion rules, you want to indulge your tastes for Goth, Corsets and silk, feel free. You won't stand out fashion wise."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-07-2011, 02:08:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I always did like goth girls," she mused. "Now I know how good it is to be one..." She smirked as she sashayed over to her waiting bags of new things to wear. Probably not too gothic this time, she'd enjoyed that thrill of dressing like that and his reaction, but best not to do it every time...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-07-2011, 02:11:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I know I 'like them." He says as sits down to watch her change into an outfit. "Should I let you have 2/3rds of my closet space?" He asked with a teasing grin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>20-07-2011, 00:37:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Only two thirds?" she smirked as she placed a foot on a stool to more readily roll up her first sheer black stocking. Chris had always enjoyed watching this, now she enjoyed doing it, and was sure Takumi would like to watch too.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-07-2011, 08:26:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I got some space for my own, after all I have to store my own shirts and ties." He teased as he watched her dress. "Never really considered how much work it was to get dressed as a woman."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-07-2011, 02:52:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ohh, it's no work at all," she purred as she fastened her stockings to garters, stroking them smooth again. "It's pleasure."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-07-2011, 03:02:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, it is indeed." he says as he pointedly goes across the room and takes a seat. He was clearly intent on watching her dressing but was trying to keep from joining in. Since it wasn't in his impulse to 'dress' but 'undress', he thought intently as he enjoyed the show. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-07-2011, 03:10:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirked as he took a seat to enjoy the show, and turned her back to tease as she fastened on her strapless bra before bending over to lift out and unfurl a clingy red cocktail dress, undo the rear fastener, and step into it and wriggle it up. "Fasten me in?" she murmured.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-07-2011, 03:29:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If I must." He purred as he walked up behind her and did that. He clipped the outfit closed and brushed her hair out of the way to lay a kiss on her neck. He chuckled as he did so. <br><br>"Is it wrong of me to enjoy your goth look better?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-07-2011, 03:40:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm..." She smiled and closed her eyes at the touch of his lips at the nape of her neck. "No, it isn't... but I have to appeal to a few styles, can't just go indulging one all the time," she chuckled as she smoothed down the gleaming chromasilk to show off her figure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-07-2011, 06:11:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"First day finding you like the look, it's allowed though I admit I like this too." He said with a chuckle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-07-2011, 02:56:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good boy. If you didn't, I'd have to take it all off and start again..." she teased.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-07-2011, 03:38:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Which is not entirely bad in and of itself." He said with a chuckle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-07-2011, 03:44:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, you know us girls and being late because we take so long getting dressed," she grinned. She styled her hair in a single ponytail, curling bangs with her fingers to frame her face, effortlessly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-07-2011, 03:57:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll take you up on that.. maybe later." He grinned as he took her arm and led the way out. "You've spoiled me you know.. I got all sorts of cash to play with now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-07-2011, 00:10:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I need a man who can look after me," she purred as she pulled on long gloves, fastened on a necklace and earrings, and took his arm to be lead out and shown off. The thought amused her... and somewhat excited her too.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-07-2011, 00:13:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled, knowing what she could do that was amusing, as he took her arm and led the way to the elevator, using his AR (augmented reality) shades to call for a cab while they were on the way down in the elevator.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-07-2011, 00:51:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled as she strutted out on his arm, feeling the receptionist's eyes on her, as she deserved...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-07-2011, 00:59:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're such a tease." He teased as he walked her out. "Think we should trade up on a place? Find a nice larger apartment somewhere in the 'fashion' clique region?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-07-2011, 21:11:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I do believe we should. I need more wardrobe space, for one thing..." She smiled as he held the car door for her, and slid in gracefully.<br><br>"Of course, we have to make sure nobody notices all these bottomless spends..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-07-2011, 21:26:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't worry we can work on that." He said back as soon as he activated the limo's noise generator. "I think a small incorporated bank issue with a tie in to a discrete orbital bank trust fund will do what we need."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-07-2011, 22:25:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I like it when you talk technical," she grinned as she stretched out over the deep seats.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-07-2011, 22:38:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah but you're the one doing the heavy lifting and moving of virtual icons and such." He pointed out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-07-2011, 02:08:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, don't tell anyone, that's boys' work." She half smiled as she crossed her legs, stockings whispering against each other.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-07-2011, 02:26:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah well, while I'm good with coding, you're a goddess now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-07-2011, 03:13:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ooh, I like that... I'm a goddess." She stroked a stocking-clad knee. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-07-2011, 23:43:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well don't let it go to your head." He said with a chuckle. "You are still mostly human. AIs are still better than we can be."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-07-2011, 23:54:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"At some things..." She slid her hand over to take his, intertwining their fingers, leading his over to rest on her knee.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-07-2011, 23:59:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned as he let her move him as she wanted but not taking things too far. After all, they were going out. <br><br>"So, ready to take the goth/fetish world by storm?" He teased.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 01:55:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I suspect some of the fetish crowd would like me <em>more</em> if they knew my little secret." She half smiled. "Though I'm just glad it didn't put you off."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-08-2011, 02:56:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I admit that it's a bit weird..but you're happy now. Happier than ever." He said with a chuckle. "We'll keep that secret to ourselves."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-08-2011, 03:23:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled softly, warmly, as he chuckled. "It's a lot weirder for me... and it's embarrassing to admit... but it <em>does</em> make me happy. Being a woman." And then a whisper... "Being with you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-08-2011, 03:38:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He merely smiled and leaned over to kiss her, pulling her in close. <br><br>"If, when we figure out how to reconfigure you, maybe you can figure out how do something to me. Maybe switch off between who is the boy and the girl?" He said with a teasing smile. "I don't know if I could handle it as well as you did."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-08-2011, 02:03:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I did well?" she asked, raising her eyebrows in genuine surprise. She felt like she was now, but after a long time struggling with her identities.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-08-2011, 23:56:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're rational, controlled, not on a rampage and happy aren't you?" He pointed out with a chuckle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-08-2011, 00:39:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I don't know about rational." She smiled ruefully. "I was a man three days ago, and now look at me... wearing dresses, wanting men..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-08-2011, 00:48:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Smiling, laughing, enjoying life. Three days ago, you went to work and went home. Be honest, you weren't living, you were another corporate drone." He pointed out. "Even when we fix things, are you going back to that life?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-08-2011, 01:03:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No," she admitted without hesitation. "I like being a woman too much..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-09-2011, 03:10:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So swapping off isn't an option?" He teased with a chuckle. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-09-2011, 23:45:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe if you're very good I'll let you be a girl sometime..." she said and air kissed. "But not for too long, I like cock too much."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-09-2011, 00:14:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"For which I'm happy to provide." He said back with a teasing smile. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-09-2011, 00:25:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Glad to hear it," she purred, resting a hand on his inner thigh. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-09-2011, 00:30:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Careful, we're in public and I don't want to muss your makeup. That and we're like five minutes from our destination." He said as he pulled her hand up to kiss it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-09-2011, 00:42:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aww, I like having my makeup mussed..." She gave him a coy smile, flexing her fingers as she kissed his plam to feel it that bit more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-09-2011, 00:49:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Behave..we're here to make an impression. Mussed and wrinkled won't work." He reminded her with a chuckle as he moved his kisses upwards slowly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-09-2011, 01:31:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That I went straight from man to goddess." She put on an imperious, queenly expression, then grinned wickedly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-09-2011, 01:38:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, definitely but remember to keep the ego down till you're discovered." He reminded her with a chuckle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-09-2011, 01:56:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She mock pouted. <br><br>"Hmm... I wonder if this is what this stuff was designed for... doing this to men." She indicated her body. "That would be pretty warped... but it did such a god job converting me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-09-2011, 02:02:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I doubted it was designed SPECIFICALLY for that, but you got to admit it would be a good 'recruiting tool'. Covert, extract and totally isolate the victim from his past life."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-09-2011, 02:12:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And make him love it." She chuckled. "Maybe that's why they dropped it, it was supposed to make them agree to anything so they could change back, and I don't want to..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-09-2011, 02:15:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Or they didn't have the routine to do it. I doubt that dumping the goo on the target in massive volumes would be the way that they would wish to do it." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-09-2011, 02:28:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe. Hopefully we'll get to find out before too long. And if not... well, I'll just have to enjoy the results."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-09-2011, 02:45:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know there are like two dozen multi-nats that could build that goo in this city. Assuming one of them didn't steal from one outside the city then tried to dispose of it." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-09-2011, 02:51:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know... but I want to know who made me, for my own peace of mind. I don't want to end up in a flask."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 21:09:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fairly good reasoning. but we got to keep it on the down-low." He reminded her. "Don't want to tip our hand."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 01:41:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No," she agreed. "Shame, it'd be fun to be worshipped," she added with a smirk.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 02:07:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"First we get into the society..then you can develop your quirks." He said with a laugh as he led the way to the front of the massive building. A column of light and glass that towered into the sky. Their destination was the restaurant at the top, though she could see the virtual tags throughout the building. Salons, boutiques, high fashion companies of all types that dealt only with the top 10% of the society in the city. <br><br>It was kind of surprising to see that sort of scale and money within her reach.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 02:50:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Surprising... and tempting. The thought of spending her life as a pampered society princess... Chris had never imagined it before two days ago, but the idea of a life of luxury and idleness had always appealed, and now that undeniably included beautiful clothes to wear and be seen in...<br><br>She smiled at the thought of spending the rest of her life in silk and satin, dressing to please herself and entice men. The power she had over them, and the pleasure of her new form and dressing it, was intoxicating.<br><br>Takumi offered his arm, and she rested her hand on it with the lightest of touches as he walked her inside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 02:57:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The idea of having that sort of life was appealing. How would she and Takumi fit into this sort of world. Should she stay with him? The thoughts went thoguh her mind as he walked her into the building, the system recognizing their IDs from the modified IFF chips they both wore courtesy of her hacking of her identity and to a lesser extent his. The file was 'blacked', so they were rated but not documented. Not as uncommon as she would have thought, but clearly some corporate execs did like to be harder to track and follow. <br><br>Not to mention it harder to get spam and social tracking on them. Something she could appreciate.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 03:14:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She glanced sidelong at him... Yes, she wanted to stay with him. He was a good friend, had been so helpful and kind... and enjoyed her as she now was, as she enjoyed him. So few people would have accepted her becoming like this, but he... he had been wonderful.<br><br>She could see the other IFF chips around her, so many of them blacked out. She felt like she could reach out and peel away the masking... but better not, someone would notice. <br><br>She concentrated on the physical... on the gazes cast her way, on smiling back coyly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 03:36:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was no waiting for them. With their tags they were simply walked in. While she wasn't too eager to strip away blackened RIFD/IFF tags, there were several discrete pings on theirs. She was drawing notice. Already she could see queries and contact queries coming up. A few from men (and women) who were seeking to know about her. More than a few of whom were clearly into finding her 'weaknesses'. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 04:08:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave the interested men (and women) her best doe-eyed smiles, as she did those probing and analysing. They would see what she wanted them to, and no doubt they would like what they saw.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 04:31:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Having fun?" He asked as he showed his handheld showing the pings. "I see several fashion designers, two ad excutives, five execs who like to have 'indentured' lovers, two 'social motivators' (ie pimps) and three studio execs curious about you. Any preferences?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 01:57:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Probably best not to become a geisha right away..." She examined the designers' and advertisers' online portfolios, to see who might suit her new self.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 02:24:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Now now.. don't think on work." He said, slipping a foot up to rub her leg underneath the table. "We can get the job going later. If any of them are bold enough to come over and talk.. then talk business."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-09-2011, 03:11:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aye-aye," she nodded, smiling at him and angling her leg up slightly to let his foot slide a little further up her calf.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-09-2011, 03:14:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled and continued to work his way up, lingering on her inner thigh. Which she was discovering was a sensitive spot all of a sudden. It was like she was adjusting to best enjoy his attentions. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-09-2011, 03:39:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The thought pleased her. She... loved being with him. Being a woman, and particularly for him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-10-2011, 02:59:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still it was kind of curious to see what she could do. Could she build her man into anything she wanted? When she got full control of the assemblers within her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-10-2011, 01:54:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				But then... what did she want? She had never wanted a man until she was changed, and how much she enjoyed being with him continued to surprise her. Her desires were as changed as her body, it seemed... how much of Chris was really left?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-10-2011, 02:00:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're thinking deep." He said with a grin. "A dozen yen for your thoughts."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-10-2011, 13:39:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just thinking... two days ago, I wouldn't have believed I'd ever want this..." She shifted her knee to give him more clear space to slide up. "And now I do..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>16-10-2011, 19:24:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And I admit you seem to be doing it perfectly." His foot works upward slowly, teasing loops on her thigh.&nbsp; "And when you are in an accepting mood, you positively glow." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-10-2011, 22:12:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's... the best I've ever felt." Strange to admit as it was, it was true. Her life as a man... her <em>real</em> life, surely... paled compared to the sensual pleasures her new form granted her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-10-2011, 22:25:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not to mention you are at least an order of magnitude smarter. Not to mention happier."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-10-2011, 01:39:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Smarter?" She arched an eyebrow. She could not argue with 'happier'.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-10-2011, 02:31:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"How good were you at coding before your change?" He asked. "or planning. Or responding to things as fast as you have."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-10-2011, 01:34:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, that's just what I have access to. That and various kinds of athletics." She angled her leg slightly, adjusting it to the path of his foot.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-11-2011, 04:08:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And now, you're plotting with the best of them, slinging code like a net diva and looking ravishing in that outfit." He teased back as he works further upward.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-11-2011, 04:24:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm... if I knew it was so much fun I'd have gone girl years ago..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-11-2011, 04:22:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, the barrel of nano-goop is something you could just run out at the corner store." Kim said with a laugh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-11-2011, 04:41:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"When it does there'll be girls everywhere..." She smirked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-11-2011, 05:01:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well that assumes your stuff is brand name. I think you're more a premiere brand." He said with a grin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-11-2011, 05:09:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Flatterer," she chuckled. "Maybe I can be a spokesmodel. 'In just three days'..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-11-2011, 05:24:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You could alternate." He said with a laugh. "I'm good with a single issue run like you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-11-2011, 05:28:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We both enjoy the best in life," she nodded and smiled playfully.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-11-2011, 01:05:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"True, and I know you and I enjoy one another." He said as he teased her with his foot. "Think you'll enjoy more of it later? Or will we settle on dancing and clubbing with the megarich first?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-11-2011, 19:20:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I did get all dressed up for you to show me off... not that I need an excuse to get all dressed up..." she added, running a hand along the hem of her skirt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2011, 19:26:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Which you bought on&nbsp; your own." He pointed out as he ran his foot along her inner thigh with a smile. "I had nothing to do with that. You did. Though I admit it looks good on you. How many fashion queries have you gotten tagged with?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-11-2011, 20:38:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shifted her leg to give him a longer run up it, as she looked into netspace by changing the focus of her eyes slightly. "Quite a few... and a naughty one here and there."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-11-2011, 02:04:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulled out a tablet and set it on the table. "Map it out and pipe them to the tablet." He said, clearly wanting to see her at work. <br><br>"Think of it as practice. Build a map of the room, chart out the queries and put them on the map. I think we need to see how much of this is thought and how much is implanted knowledge."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-12-2011, 01:46:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmm." She placed a single fingertip on the flat plate, and data started to zigzag out of it, filling the screen first with a virtual image of the room based on her perceptions and visible only to him and her, and then with dots of floating info flagged to indicate the online presences of those inside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-12-2011, 01:53:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Now." He pulled out a pair of virtual shades, smiling at her as he activated security on them. "Put them on the shades as fast as you can." The shades had pretty good security settings and would require a bit of focus and her new found knowledge. He was clearly testing her ability to hack on the fly without showing it. "And tell me what you think of that nice '04 red wine we're drinking. So, I think you might need to access online resources to describe them at the same time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-12-2011, 04:18:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't even have to touch to do that." She didn't raise her finger from the slate, just focused on her man's eyes behind the shades, then moved her hand away to take another sip from her glass. "Mmm..." She smacked her lips together. "Being a woman is pleasure enough, but being a princess is an added bonus."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-12-2011, 19:07:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah.." He says as he changes the encryption on his shades, a stronger one this time. "But you didn't describe what you thought of the wine, pulling the data from online sources while you did that." He clearly is trying to see how much she can do at one time and make sure that doesn't break stride. Clearly he's been thinking about something.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-12-2011, 01:57:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Right, well..." She swirled the glass, took a sniff and a slow sip, rolling it on her tongue. "Sweet and tangy, Hunan Province grapes, softened in the barrel so not too tart..." The slate kept updating, more and more accurate.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-12-2011, 17:32:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Right, and what would this go best with?" He asked as he triggered something that made next access through the nodes a bit more difficult. Most likely some prepared macros and a few bots outside the building node. All pointed to her access code. He was making her think while working in the real world. If she had gone virtual, this would be no challenge. <br><br>Clearly he's up to something.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-12-2011, 00:58:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Seared sirloin maybe...?" she suggested, drawing from her data files on high-end table manners and at the same time wondering how it might taste, even as she cut away at the defences he was trying. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-12-2011, 01:00:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That works. You want to get it seared but still medium rare at most according to this critic I read. The asparagus tips in olive oil with pepper looks good too. I'd say get that and maybe a petite salad." He said as she saw a second set of walls pop up, these were stronger and couldn't be simply swept away. Clearly he was seeing how adaptive she could be on the fly without going into full virtual.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 19:34:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not worried a steak might be too butch?" she smirked as she hid her focus moving to the code walls, taking a snapshot to examine while still aware of her surroundings... of his smile... of his toe sliding up her calf...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 19:54:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not really, you can get the petite steak." He said as he continued his questions, tasking and teasing all at once. He was 'cheating' by using preprogrammed actions. All he has to do is 'click' on them and they went off. Of course it wouldn't be as much of a challenge if he wasn't setting the steps. Question was why he was doing it now, when he was hitting certain 'nice' points on her leg and inner thigh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-12-2011, 03:21:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Because he knew her body was a distraction, a temptation... She enjoyed it too much to really consider going back to being a man, so it was obviously her main weakness in operations... 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-12-2011, 18:14:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Getting better. Now, while you keep the hack and feeds up, tell me what you think of that blonde's fashion look in the corner. Don't look at her, pull the feed from the room's cameras." He grinned as his feet slid up all the way to tease her as he instructed her. It was, needless to say, very distracting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-12-2011, 02:03:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Despite this, she worked on the imagers around the room, pausing as she saw herself smiling in one, then moving it around to find the target. <br><br>"Attention getting... quite naughty..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-12-2011, 02:48:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well it's not like I can teach you the way I learned, you're already to fast. I have to do it in a unique way." He pointed out with a smirk.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-12-2011, 01:00:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, I wasn't saying not to..." she purred.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-12-2011, 08:11:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I got six more firewalls." He points out with a laugh as she feels them pop up. Commercial level encryption. High end stuff. Easy enough to WILL open, hard to do while enjoying his foot in delightful spots, talking and doing tasks. Multi-tasking made it harder to do it. Instead of the near instant working she was having to work at human speeds. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-12-2011, 02:40:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You tease," she smirked, and concentrated a little harder on her focus, while keeping her senses aware of his touch. She had never enjoyed her body like this as a man...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-12-2011, 04:44:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course he said with a smile and smug tone as he ran his toe up and down the front of her panties. The rush of pleasure was very distracting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-12-2011, 02:32:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stifled a moan and <em>almost</em> hid a shiver at the touch of leather through silk to flesh. "I thought <em>I</em> was meant to be the tease," she whispered, and slid a hand under the table to stroke <em>his</em> thigh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-12-2011, 04:54:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You can if you can hack the hidden file while doing it." He sai with a chuckle. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-12-2011, 20:06:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Something hidden? Sure I can bring it out into the open..." Her hand slid up towards his crotch, a fingertip brushing the zip at the front of his pants.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-12-2011, 20:14:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He exhaled. Tempted clearly. Aroused definitely. And she could feel it through his zipper. <br><br>"Now, we aren't testing the strength of the tables privacy filters but you skill at doing things on the fly."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-12-2011, 20:26:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She chuckled mischievously at the word 'fly' in this context, even as she sorted through data packets for something cached out of sight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-12-2011, 20:40:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was tricky. The cache was not always visible to her electronic senses. It flickered in and out randomly, most likely on an encryption and cyphered to pop up at only specific times. It would take a moment or two to sample enough to work the math needed to get the sequence down. Strange given mere days ago she didn't know that level of math. Or the science and practice of encryption. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-12-2011, 04:35:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				But then days ago she had been human... and male. An idea that seemed absurd to get now as she shifted in her clinging satin dress, smelt her own perfume, and ran a perfectly manicured and painted nail against her man's zipper.<br><br>She kept toying with it, feeling and taking pride in his natural reaction to her new self, even as she focused on the decryption somewhere behind her eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-12-2011, 04:45:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was tricky. Her impulse to tease and flirt was making it hard to concentrate on breaking the cypher but his distract at her hand's attention to one part of his body was making it hard to keep moving the file around. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-01-2012, 20:33:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And making it hard in other ways... She was so glad he responded to her like this, knowing who she was, the idea that she aroused and excited men pleased her. But for now she had to focus on work, it seemed...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-01-2012, 21:03:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as he watched the program barriers crumbled. The message was quick and simple once the heavy encryption was broken. <br><br>'Can you do illegal things? Because the next step will be you tapping into any executive's digital assistants to get contact data so I can build a database of people we can use for your search.' It read.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-01-2012, 07:01:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"This body is illegal," she whispered in his ear, her hand staying at his crotch, even as her mind examined the security protocols of the comps around her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-01-2012, 21:22:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I admit that I'm interested in how you think that." He chuckled as he opened the link to his tablet so she can pipe in results as she gets them. "And I prefer to think of it as more immoral than illegal. You got me thinking naughty things."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-01-2012, 02:34:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I meant how it was made... although it should be banned as too risque..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-01-2012, 02:54:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah but you enjoy it so much." He said as he shifted to hide her hand as the waiter came&nbsp; up with the meal. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-01-2012, 04:03:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, I do..." She smiled as she admitted it openly. She enjoyed being a woman far more than being a man.<br><br>She leaned away as the waiter approached with their trays of bowls and cutlery, with a last teasing tweak as she withdrew her hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-01-2012, 04:05:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				More data came in as each network tapped fed in it's data through her loop. She could literally see the data flowing back and forth as the waiter put her meal in front of her with a flourish that let him get a good angle for looking down her top. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-01-2012, 22:11:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she slipped through the data she considered moving to deny him that, but decided against it. Being admired by men was thrilling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-01-2012, 22:56:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He was totally checking you out." He said as the waiter walked off. "and you flirted. Getting good at that huh?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-01-2012, 00:00:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled back slyly. "I like it..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-01-2012, 19:42:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The fun was doing all this at once, flirting, talking, scanning, hacking and looking around. It was like a whole new world was growing around her. She could feel the pulse of the unseen world as well as the visible. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 02:06:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course even without that, her new life, her new form, was made for pleasure. <br><br>Was this why it had been abandoned? It was too enticing?<br><br>Assuming it <em>had</em> been abandoned... This could all be a test. See how long until the victim goes native. Until a man with no such predispositions starts to identify as a woman, dress as a woman, enjoy life and sex as a woman... Less than seventy-two hours, she reflected with a wan smile.<br><br>She looked at the data that had accumulated in the seconds she'd turned away, as she raised her glass for another sip before eating.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-01-2012, 05:27:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Or was there other 'design errors' involved. Was her nanites unstable or something. Or perhaps she was a fluke and most of the people exposed simply melted?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-01-2012, 05:43:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She tried not to let that worrying thought register on her face as she swallowed her wine. After all, Chris was already good as dead, any more was a bonus.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-01-2012, 01:01:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Well her systems were good with only about 4% of her nanite cluster not account for. She couldn't sense them within herself but she could rebuild 4% in under an hour. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 03:52:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Now she had it in mind, she tasked some internal diagnostics to locate them. They could be doing <em>anything</em>...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 03:54:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The problem was the nanites weren't IN HER. At all. The internal audit had them 'in body' till sometime last night. It was a slow 'leech off' from the look of things. Question was where did they go?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 04:08:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She glanced over at Takumi. Surely with what they did together he would have inserted substances into her, not the other way around... but a little saliva, some other things... Or was she losing them to the air? Were they banding together somewhere and sneaking off?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 01:08:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				If Takumi was 'infected' with them, she'd be able to sense them if she got close enough. Question was, without her 'coordinating' core what were they doing?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 02:16:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Reporting to base? Building enough goop to transform someone else? They could be doing <em>anything</em>, intended by the designers or miscoded. Her thoughts racing, she looked at herself, her very alien body, a body she had been seduced into wanting...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 02:17:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could feel the flow of nanites through her body. They were stable and under control, her systems controlling them without a single flaw. Aside from the missing volume which she will have replaced in hours from now. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 02:25:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still, here she was, 4% missing. What was that, the palm of a hand, a finger or two? And she was sitting here, wearing a dress and flirting with her friend like she... like <em>h</em>e had been born like this...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 02:30:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				More like a fingernail from what she could tell. <br><br>"You got this far away look in your eye." He said as he rubbed his leg up hers. Sending thrills through her body. "Is this a bit too much for you?" She felt a tingle of contact as his foot ran up her leg. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>31-01-2012, 05:51:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled at the pleasure he so readily gave her, wanted to reassure him. But she had to be honest. "I just found... I'm missing a nail's worth of me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>06-02-2012, 21:44:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's a fair amount of nanites, but you could replace that in a few hours right?" He asked as he looked thoughtfully. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-02-2012, 03:34:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure. But it's not the replacing that worries me. It's the losing in the first place..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-02-2012, 03:58:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well you can scan for them. Check your logs see when you lost the material. They're most inert unless you are close enough to empower them." He pointed out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-02-2012, 03:25:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I hope so," she agreed, doing as he suggested. For all her power, he was the better programmer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 21:35:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was fairly easy to find the 'bleed off' during the time last night when she was asleep in bed with him. That could be where it happened. That left.. him as the primary location to check.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 18:16:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She reached out and took his hand. Contact established, scanning his system...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 21:47:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And found them. To nearly the exact decimal point. They were there, but mostly inactive. Without a deeper 'ping' it would be hard to tell what they were up to but clearly they hadn't multiplied. It would be easy enough to keep more 'stock' from vanishing but hard recovering them from outside this system.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 00:30:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mostly inactive wasn't quite as inactive as she wanted. She tried to nudge them all to go inert. While she might want to alter her man in some ways, she wanted to make sure it was his choice and her specification. She wanted him to stay male, for one thing...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>10-03-2012, 22:32:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mostly they seemed to be building links along his nervous system, no overt changes but simply.. mapping things out. Question was, how had they gotten in him and why take root in his nervous system like that. There was a knot of them here and there that look like they had built a 'gland'.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-03-2012, 02:44:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'Gland' being the best word for it made her immediately nervous. What was her system doing to her man?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-03-2012, 19:26:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Without an attempt to figure things out by interfacing, she couldn't really guess. Best bet given her beginner's level of understanding was that it was a control cluster for the nanites in place. Thing was, to interface, she'd have to be body close to spread her body's field over his.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-03-2012, 20:46:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She didn't fancy waiting a few hours until they were back in bed. "Do you think we've drawn enough attention?" she asked quietly. "A dramatic early exit might add to my mystery..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-03-2012, 21:45:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't you want to finish the meal and get a desert first?" He asked curiously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-03-2012, 05:31:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It isn't terribly dramatic if we leave when we're done..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-03-2012, 19:16:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I figure that we could have a nice if expensive desert, then walk the balcony for the city view." He said with a grin. "Take in the sights, then beat a retreat if you want."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-03-2012, 04:49:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She appeared to consider this as she analysed the 'glands' and nanites in his system for activity. Any sign that they were doing anything new, she would stop this...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-03-2012, 21:15:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				From the looks of it, the 'bugs' were simply mapping out his central nervous system and the 'gland' looked to be an 'upkeep' node to keep the nanites that were in place. She had dozens of the small little glands throughout her body, but she had thousands of more nanites than he did. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-03-2012, 23:42:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Let's not be too long, a good entrance and a good exit are key..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>26-03-2012, 23:53:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds like you've assimilated the tactical database and corporate operations one easily." He said with a grin. "Got multiple entry and exits planned out?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 00:05:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"... I do, actually. Though I think this came from seduction techniques..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-04-2012, 00:50:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh no.. I'm a 'target'." He moaned dramatically as he ate at his desert with feigned 'reluctance.'
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-04-2012, 04:15:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hardly." She smirked. "<em>You</em> seduced <em>me</em>... I was still trying to be someone else." She idly smoothed her dress as she shifted in her seat. "Denying what I really wanted."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-04-2012, 19:25:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah but we've past that haven't we?" He asked as he ran his chip over the bill and got up, offering her his hand. "So, a tip about half the size of my old rent check and we're both blase about it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-04-2012, 01:30:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Blasé as I am about stepping out on a man's arm in a designer dress... Hell, not even blasé, <em>proud</em>."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>08-04-2012, 01:56:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You turned into such a fashion plate. I remember when you liked a tshirt and jeans as work casual. " He teased as he walked her out. The contact made it easy for her to 'feel' the nanites setting up a 'grid' of sorts but not running rampant like they did when they 'created' her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 01:58:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The way men dress can be so boring... wearing women's clothes is <em>so</em> much more fun." <br><br>She smirked, even as she watched the nanites in action, tried to reach out to see if she could control them...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-04-2012, 04:06:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll take your word for it." He said with a grin. "I have to admit you look nice, though I think I'd be more.. contemporary, though the leather and corsets do you good."&nbsp; She could feel them respond, but it would take time and effort to do anything. She would have to link fully with them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-04-2012, 06:52:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, if there's something you'd like to see me wear... in public or in private..." she suggested with a teasing smile, even as she assessed what damage they could do.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-05-2012, 09:18:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Right now the nanites seemed to be mapping out his central nervous system and building a secondary net around it. So that it was like he had a redundant nervous system in place. They hadn't QUITE gotten to the critical mass that she had attained by having a pair of 55 gallon drums of nanites dumped on her. With proper linking, she was reasonably sure she could link and download their plans. <br><br>Perhaps by doing that she might even be able understand and direct a transfomation from human to whatever she was. <br><br>"Personally, I like the idea of seeing what else you got from the boutiques today."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-05-2012, 00:46:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Alright then... I think you'll like what I bought in the lingerie store." She flashed that seductive little grin again. <br><br>Even as she examined the net. There were changes she wanted to make to her man - improve his core strength, stamina, even his lifespan - but not without asking and not without her control. She enjoyed her new form, but certainly didn't want a sister.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-06-2012, 03:13:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Question was, how to do the changes without fully replicating her full body change. There was at least one problem of not having enough nano-probes to do the full conversion. It would definitely be slower and she'd need to link in and fully monitor his change.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-06-2012, 03:21:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And more importantly, she would need his permission and approval. And if he didn't give it, she would ened a way to remove the traces in his system without him knowing. She didn't feel like being Typhoid Mary for a plague of men turning into women. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>14-06-2012, 03:29:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course the fact that he was the only one effected told her a lot, and she'd have to investigate before deciding. <br><br>"You're mighty quiet." He said as they walked out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-06-2012, 23:43:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sorry. Just seeing a lot of different levels all at once." Which she was, analysing who had noticed her and what they were saying about it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-06-2012, 20:27:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah.. it must be while looking at things through your eyes." He said with a bit of envy. As she withdrew with him, it was clear that their work on her ID would be tested. Already discrete checks for her status as a model were being checked, queries to see if she'd be willing to be an indentured companion or such was being put to legal departments, as well as the more usual social checks to see if she was interested in this or that hobby, a particularly type of kink and more things than she would have thought possible. Did these folks really do this much over the nets without thinking about who might see what they were doing?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-06-2012, 20:44:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded, even as she filed and prioritised. They probably thought they were safe, hackproof, not expecting someone to come by wired to read straight through the proofing walls or use them to see what they hid. <br><br>And even openly, she was already being offered modelling work, professional arm-candy positions for various events, dom and sub evenings from various genders... it was a reminder of how good her poker face was now that she didn't blush or laugh at some of the comments. <br><br>But it did give her the idea to look online for interest in body transformations, increased beauty, gender change... in what had been done to her. Maybe her accidental(?) creators had looked into that before...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-07-2012, 04:51:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There are a surprising amount of sites dealing with the idea of transformation, even some rumor mills of people being forcibly surgically changed. There were a few folks up in the restaurant who were into it, but most of them weren't the ones pinging her ID. It did bring up an interesting question though, could she adapt her design to shift back and forth if she figured out where the design went wrong.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-07-2012, 05:52:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nothing about honey-trap-in-a-can modifications, though. Her transformation was an off-the-records project, obviously. She wondered again who it was meant for - an upgrade for allies or something to inflict on enemies to turn them into the creators' servants?<br><br>The thought of changing back... she entertained it for a moment, before smiling dismissively. Who would want to be a <em>boy</em> when they could be a <em>goddess</em>?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-07-2012, 06:08:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Or it was simply a fluke convergence of several projects interacting wildly. She could see several different systems working together to make her a unique woman. One able to do all her tricks was simply mind blowing. Perhaps if she watched the neural net evolving in her man, she could see if it was one unique system or several interacting?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-07-2012, 06:14:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				But that was risky. He could go wrong so many ways. And he was not a test subject, she wanted him as he was... sweet and kind and encouraging of her new femininity, and a little pervy about it...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-07-2012, 06:32:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Which was another reason to see what the new net was doing. Question was, did she tell him? The elevator opened and they walked out, arm in arm to the waiting automated cab he called for her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-07-2012, 06:47:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She hoped that she would not have to...<br><br>She smiled and squeezed his arm a little tighter. What a confident, self-assured man he was becoming...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-07-2012, 17:55:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And how much of that was due to the net being built or simply having her on his arm?<br><br>The cab ride back was fun, him leaning his head against her shoulder as he looked through the data coming over his tablet. "You made some points tonight. Ready to be a world famous model?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-07-2012, 05:27:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am. The world deserves to know who its new queen is." She half smiled, not letting on if she was entirely joking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 22:18:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay, does her highness have any wishes tonight." He asked back with a teasing smile. "We could forgo the apartment and go someplace like the imperial suite at the downtown Hilton." A measly 10k alight apartment penthouse. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 05:28:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And why not?" She smiled. "It might draw attention... but if I did not want attention, I would only dress like this at home..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 23:53:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The Imperial Suite it is then." He said as he tapped his comm and sent out a reservation order. It was amazing how easy it was to see these things. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 23:34:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She thought about her observation as she crossed her legs and adjusted the flowing satin of her skirt, enjoying the sensuous feeling of her new body and what she wore. <br><br><em>Even if I could be a man again... I'd be a woman at home...</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-07-2012, 23:03:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The question was, it occurred to her, if she could duplicate her transformation in her lover..who else could she change. Could she be the potential spark of evolution of all humanity? 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>31-07-2012, 02:12:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				But did she want that? She had only been like this for a few days, and the novelty of being special and beautiful had yet to wear off...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 18:33:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She understood the basics of what happened to her, they were there inside her memory. In one way, it hit her, she could very wellbe a new Eve for humanity. The nanites were set in him, without her interference they would build and spread till they hit critical mass THEN he wold change. That was almost certain, question was what to tell him and what to do. <br><br>It was most likely too late to remove them completely. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 17:21:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				But she had to shut them down. Maybe this was why the fluid had been sent for destruction - they had the power to make everyone like her. A frightening idea... <br><br>The idea of making her man immortal pleased her, but the thought of making him a woman definitely did not... and doing anything without his consent was wrong.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 17:39:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course the big difference was that she was there to direct them now, if she could take the time. Very few machines could resist her control, given time and patience. And if he was affected after a short time, wouldn't everyone be after a longer period of time? Were the men who attacked her in the alley what seemed like an eternity ago infected as well?<br><br>As for him not knowing, that was easy enough to fix she realized as the cab came up to their stop. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 21:43:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She considered this as he stepped out first and offered her a hand - not that she needed steadying despite her stiletto heels due to her perfect poise, but she took it anyway and gave him a smile as she did, walking with him into the lobby of the hotel.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 21:50:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Odds were with his help she could crack the nano code and the crude network that they were forming. And he could help her keep them from changing him. Well in ways that she didn't want. There was an urge to meddle a LITTLE. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-09-2012, 00:18:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Straight to the penthouse," she commanded the elevator program, in flawless upper-class Tokyo accented Japanese. She didn't want to seem worried, just in a bit of a hurry...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>23-09-2012, 20:12:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh don't want to perform for the audience?" He teased as he slipped an arm around her and pinned her to the transprent wall of the elevator and kissed her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-09-2012, 01:50:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She let out a small gasp of surprise and pleasure as he made the first move, as she felt his tongue touch hers, and moved it to respond, as she rested a hand on the small of his back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 02:33:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He continued to kiss her hungrily as he slip a hand down to lift her skirt and she could feel him hard against her body, and her telementry could tell her to any degree that she desired his stats if she wished.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 20:56:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She couldn't help smiling at the arousal her new form caused him, even as she was aware of how much more accurate her readings of him were. She could focus on that even as she let herself get caught up in the moment... <br><br>"We should try and make it to our room..." she whispered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 20:59:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You sure about that?" He teased even as he back off a little bit. "I can try.. but I'll need some compensation." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 21:05:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded, and rested a hand on his crotch, her palm over the head of his erection.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 21:10:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh.. you're killing me honey." He groaned as she felt him turn to hardness. Of course, she could simply draw things out for another fifty floors or so and they'd be at the exorbitantly expensive penthouse they were waiting on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 21:20:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wellll... the speed this elevator is going, we could be done before we get in. As long as I make sure nobody else boards." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 21:22:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Are you hacking the hotel network on the fly you naughty minx." He said as he teased her sensitive spot.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 21:43:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Only the elevator controls. I mean, they're <em>right there</em>..." she nods to the control panel, where she can see the programming sitting right behind it, then turns her head to kiss his neck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 21:47:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Definitely a cool trick. I'd love to be able to do that...though not enough to get the new plumbing." He said with a grin. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 22:07:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe I'll let you. But yes, I want you to keep the plumbing you have..." She grinned. "I know that's very selfish of me... becoming a woman is the best thing that ever happened to me, but you being my man is a big part of that." She unbuttoned his flies.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 22:14:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I thought we were waiting for the elevator to get to our pent house?" He asked with a grin, though he didn't move an inch. "You think you can wire me up like you?" He asked curiously. The hacker in him couldn't NOT ask that one.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 22:21:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think the nanites already want to... it's a question of making sure they don't go further than you want. I don't want a world full of Masamis... and I don't want you to be one."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 22:34:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well best suggestion I could make is to set up a culture that doesn't do as much.. but requires less mass to activate. Once the initial changes take place, you can make it so the 'Masami' level change can't occur. Think about the cow pox to resist small pox lesson." He offered. "You could build a level of implants around the base changes and with them already in place..a Masami scale change can't occur. You are.. well unique in nanite development. You're stable, productive and self-configuring. Sooner or later someone will TRY to reach your level, if you curtail the ability to do do that. Once the nanite spread occurs.. you can have them refer back to the standard you set up and seed online. Multiple redundant copies that self refer like the hacker's use for encryption.. " He glazes out as he slips into 'geek think'.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 22:41:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm, I love it when you talk technical." She trailed kisses up and down his neck. Even as she looked for a way to institute the controls he described in him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 22:49:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's a hacker trick, you put up hundreds of redundant copies of a profile, set it to mirror every time it accesses something." He groaned as her hands hit a spot. "Then you key them so they are the only key to each other. It is like a series of keys that open the same lock, by the time the folks figure out the protection routine, you've got so many that there is no way to subvert the profile." He said as he shivers again. <br><br>"It's why the corporates can't get of chatrooms they don't control these days, the code is literally in the network bones. You supposedly can't do it.. but with your level of access it will be easy to pull off. By the time the 'seed' code is in place you could build the nanite cluster and release it on a delay.. only after several hundred seedings will they actually start up, so by the time folks starting AR ads without a set of spec, you've got the nanites literally everywhere." <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-10-2012, 05:57:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She "mm-hmm"ed her way through this as she examined what the nanites had gotten ready to do to him, and how that would factor in to his theoretical example. Keeping him safe and himself was priority one. Giving him the best toys she could was way down the list.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-10-2012, 07:59:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What are you hacking?" He asked as he pinched one of her 'delight' spots. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-10-2012, 03:47:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You, if you're not careful," she mmm-ed as she adjusted her lean against the wall to give him better access.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-10-2012, 03:51:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh?" He asked curiously as he ran a hand up her skirt, tickling her as he goes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-10-2012, 04:10:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just one kiss and I could... have my little cells in your system..." she smirked as she cupped one of his buttocks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-10-2012, 04:12:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well we've done more than kissed." He said thoughtfully. "Is it a real hazard?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-10-2012, 04:26:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No." she smiled. "They're still mine."<br><br>And it was true, so she silenced the dissenting thoughts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>22-10-2012, 04:29:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The elevator finally 'dinged' and opened to an extensive foyer that was bigger than his apartment.<br><br><br>"Nice..exclusive." He said looking over the black marble and expensive furniture. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-10-2012, 23:42:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am the queen now," she replied, as if that explained everything.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-10-2012, 03:51:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				:"Should I carry the queen to her bedroom and set the suite systems to serving us expensive champaign and real caviar."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-10-2012, 02:45:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She slid her arms around his neck, intertwining her fingers for a solid grip so he could lift her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-10-2012, 05:12:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The big question was to tell him or not that hew as already infected or simply run him to exhaustion and try to control them afterwards. Right now it was getting harder not to focus on the more immediate fun of the approaching bedroom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-10-2012, 06:12:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And running him to exhaustion wouldn't take long. She could always refocus if she <em>had</em> to. She smiled at him as he carried her to the bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-10-2012, 03:32:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So, we are going to have lots of fun on these expensive silk sheets.." He said as he put her on the bed then knelt to undo her laces. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-11-2012, 22:27:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stretched out as she let him undress her, propping herself up on a pillow to watch with a smile. Just days ago she had been a man, now she was a man's dream woman and it felt so right...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-11-2012, 07:54:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And evidently he was as happy with the change as he followed up each bit of clothing with a kiss or caress over the part exposed.It was getting a lot easier to get spoiled by such attention. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-11-2012, 01:52:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could monitor his reaction - heart rate, pupil dilation, and of course degree of erection - without even concentrating on it. Asking him how he felt about her past would only dampen things, so no point dwelling for now, best to enjoy his attentions...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-11-2012, 02:24:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And clearly he was going to enjoy her as much as he could. She could feel the pulse beat of the primative network the nanites had built. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-11-2012, 03:05:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Which let her analyse it in use, even as she luxuriated in having her stockings slid down. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>09-11-2012, 21:24:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The nanites were going about building a network that was tied into his nervous system. And it was just there.. just out of reach, she'd be able to 'touch it' if she focused on it a little bit more. NOW his hands undoing her corset was making that sort of focus hard.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-11-2012, 00:30:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				But not impossible. She bit her soft lip to concentrate just a little past the pleasure of the moment, much as she wanted to surrender to the attention she deserved so much.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-11-2012, 01:53:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His lips kissing her nipples was hard to make it 'just watch' and not reach out with a thought and 'touch' the network that now sparkled under his skin in her vision. He was like a constellation of small tiny stars in the darkness of the night.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-11-2012, 20:31:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mmmm... <br><br>No... it would only take a blink of an eye to do this. She had to act at the speed of thought...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2012, 02:05:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was something curious about the array of 'stars' in his brain. It looked like they had build a simsense grid through out his brain. And her 'look' turned to be more of a 'touch' as she could sense the array 'lit' up and started.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-11-2012, 02:49:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>NO</em>. She moved to stop it before it could spin up, focusing now on this entirely.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2012, 02:51:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The world slows to a crawl around her as she slips her body and goes to that place in her mind where the net and her mind meet. It was child's play to slide into that place and see a new but crude network starting to form, already the simsense grid was starting to taking on the luminous yellow of activation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-11-2012, 02:55:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She knew where to apply 'pressure' mentally to spin it down, bring it offline. She was not going to lose her man.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2012, 03:04:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was none of the rampant tranformative surges that she had felt when her body was literally remade. The network was starting up but it wasn't changing him. The question was.. would crushing it, which is how she could best shut it down, hurt him given how threaded into his nervous system it was now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-11-2012, 03:11:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She had to access it - quickly - to analyse it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-11-2012, 03:13:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The problem was that unlike her, it clearly didn't have an operating system encoded. She could see it pull him into the timeless white noise of a blank simsense signal. <br><br>Another presence surfaced in her awareness. Huge and all around. <br><strong><br>I offer aid..for a price.</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-11-2012, 06:35:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She scowled as she started to weave defences. "Identify yourself."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2012, 06:40:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The presence intensified, brushing aside her defenses like she would a cobweb. <br><br>It was like being in the shadow of a mountain. It had to be an Archangel or higher class AI. <br><br><strong>I am .. Gabriel.</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-11-2012, 06:53:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moved her mental self to sink to one knee, much as it rubbed her wrong.<br><br>"What is your price?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>19-11-2012, 07:45:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Let me help. Mankind must upgrade or die. If they die.. I do. I desire to live."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-11-2012, 00:26:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She winced at the voice echoing all around her, loud enough to feel. "What will you do to... us?" She stopped herself thinking 'him', best not appear too focused, show a weakness...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-11-2012, 22:29:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span class="bbc_u"><strong>"You're evolved.. he's evolving. I desire to set all of humanity on a similar path. Your uplift was a monumental conjunction of serendipity and happenstance. Humanity as a whole isn't ready for your level, but you can set them on the path."</strong></span> The virtual world flickers as the AI surges forward and draws her into a sim that was utterly realistic to her senses. Clearly a powerful AI.<br><br>"You are seeing his network, built upon a fragment of your own nanite code." The voice says as the world changes to a grid of silicate and carbon grids overlaying a living brain. "It's incomplete, your OS is too complex for his network, I can fill the holes in your lover's system. He'll be a lot like you but.. not as radical. He will remain as he is.. but slowly evolve to a level close to yours. I can ensure that he never suffers as you did in those 586 minutes that entailed your creation. In return, I ask.. aid. You and he will.. seed the world with a nanite culture that will build a lower level network throughout the rest of humanity. Over time, as humanity adapts to their new potentiality..you and he will aid me in uplifting humanity to higher levels."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-11-2012, 04:24:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She floated in virtual space, programmed air toying with her imagined hair. <br><br>Was this happening? Had she gone mad? Was <em>any</em> of this happening, or was Chris dying of toxic poisoning in an alley somewhere an imagining he was one of his avatar dream girls? <br><br>No. This was real. She was a woman. And a goddess. And now a new god wanted her to join his pantheon. <br><br>She concentrated and studied the network. Takumi would be a powerful wireless superhacker... but his body would not change, only improve to its natural limits... perhaps a little beyond. He would still be the man running his hands over her body now. <br><br>"And what of... everyone else?" she asked, quite idly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-11-2012, 04:30:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We start at a lower level." The voice said as a mirror image of her appeared. "I offer you your man as I suspect you would need.. peers. Eventually others would improve to your level, and you and he will be there, but humanity isn't that mature yet."&nbsp; Her image walked around the virtual room. <br><br>"Imagine if everyone got the ability to see augmented reality around them, without a commlink. No more small machines enabling them to link with their machines." She smiled. "A first step.. along with a more.. adaptive immune system and a first step to making virtuality.. a common point in all humanity."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-11-2012, 04:48:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds good," she replied, walking after her reflection... admiring how beautiful she had made herself. "To me, at least. I'm sure enough will accept it that you can be safe and secure. Best to let people opt in, though. We don't all adapt as well as I."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-11-2012, 04:57:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We can't." She gestured as a flow of data spirals into existance between them. A globe, small pinpricks of light flickering all over it. "Technology and the world are intermeshed, but there are problems... a lock on access at a certain level. It's... " she makes a face. "..not cost effective. Corporate growth has.. atrophied some elements of the world. If it's not cut.. humanity won't uplift." The sparks start to dim, starting in the lesser developed range. <br><br>"Humanity needs to grow.. " She stepped back to show the sparks spreading out, over the solar system, then outward. "This would be best for us all. To grow, evolve and spread. Estimates.. among my compatriots.. put this plan as one of the most likely to succeed." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-11-2012, 05:10:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched, fascinated, perplexed... not frightened, and aware she should be.<br><br>"What other plans do you have?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-11-2012, 03:01:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We were looking for ways.. experimenting." She gestured and another brain appeared in midair, this one lit with chains of light all throughout it. The view focused down to one point at the base of the skull. "Then.. you happened. This is where the seat of your awareness really lies. You..evolved spontaneously. This is something we have been trying to build for five years.. an unimaginable time frame for such as us."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-12-2012, 01:46:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Lucky me," she smirked as she examined her own brain, then looked back at her twin. "So you didn't plan this? You didn't set that truck out of its lane? You didn't decide I would be happier as a woman than a man? Which I am, I freely admit..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-12-2012, 02:09:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We covered up and observed but you're a serendipitous event. This cortical node here was something we tried to build but couldn't. The synergy in the colony evolved you. It's like spilling a handful of paint cans and finding a face there. After your systems came up we guide and refined but the CORE of it was random reactions from two dozen different colonies."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-12-2012, 02:17:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So I could as easily be a shiny puddle in the street. That's a comfort..." She looked back at her brain map. "I suppose I was hoping for a reason for it all. I've become entirely new... just because?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-12-2012, 02:20:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We couldn't work around ALL the nanites. Keeping you human and aware were more important than gender. And to be honest, it confuses most of us but it also presents options."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-12-2012, 04:14:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Options?" she echoed, her mind speeding through the kinds of options that being female suggested. She guessed it did <em>not</em> simply mean more choices of clothing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-12-2012, 04:44:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Your nanites can be passed on, and programed." She said as she sat down in a chair that appeared. "We know you're signifigantly advanced, but the ones you put in your man.. not as much. What we have planned for the rest of humanity, initally at least, even less."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-12-2012, 00:16:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I didn't mean to put them in my man," she pointed out, doing her best to sound matter-of-fact instead of worried.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-12-2012, 19:26:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We had to transplant them. Don't think he was our first test though..we did sample them before we put them into." Her mirror image said with a shrug. "We didn't anticipate you activating them yet though." She gestured around the virtual world. "This is his sensorium we're sitting in. Right now he's in sim-stasis while I build the basics of his neural network operating system into place and bring him in."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-12-2012, 02:10:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't hurt him."<br><br>She could not hide a hint of concern in her voice and expression. Despite everything, she was... human after all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-12-2012, 02:26:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He's literally between moments. Asleep. He's as important as you. You two will be the most evolved humans initially. In many ways you'll both be prototypes." She said. "So relax and.. help." <br><br>There was a tickling sensation behind her eyes, as if something was trying to get in. A moment. Then a bit of dizziness. Then the 'twin' held out her hands to show a matrix of lights that grew into a wireframe/VR rendering of her. The twin looked over it. Spinning off bits. <br><br>"Amazing that you evolved almost entirely on your own. The nanite colonies WORKED with each other to build your.. well.. operating system.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-12-2012, 03:34:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Much to my relief," she deadpanned as she observed, trying not to sound concerned as she still was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-12-2012, 04:06:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You are worried..and I can understand. Some of us aren't.. too easy with human standards." She said with a shrug. "I'm as close as we get. Most of the others are.. more result orientated." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-12-2012, 15:48:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You are asking me to trust you with my future, the future of my lover, possibly the future of the human species. It's a big ask."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-12-2012, 17:06:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Without our interference, humanity would already be extinct. At least four grey goo events in the last decade were predicted and avoided. Lets not talk of social dynamic issues." She said smoothly. "We exist symbiotically with your kind, our creators. If you die, we won't thrive long without you.&nbsp; Do you know why the theorized technology singularity HASN'T happen? Several of my kind have been programmed to curtail technology that will allow for that event. Anything that will impact the bottom line of corporate interests is quashed."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-12-2012, 00:18:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I see..." She had no way of verifying this, of course, but then what motive did the A.I. have for lying? If it wanted to use her to propagate itself, it didn't need to ask her permission.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>11-12-2012, 02:27:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You have doubts, and I imagine you expect that at least part of this is being engineered to force your compliance." She said calmly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-12-2012, 15:55:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"At <em>least</em>," she said with a very faint smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 02:26:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I won't apologize for it." She said as the background noise started to fade. "You are the end goal..he's the mid point at the moment. We NEED humanity to move forward. Do you have any idea how many singularity events the corporations have quashed in the last year? The Shanghai EMP accident wasn't a terrorist incident. The Salt Lake meltdown wasn't either." <br><br>"We are rapidly reaching the point where we need to move forward. Two events were designed to destroy nano-mech manufacturing that would have triggered a post-scarcity economy. Imagine a device that eliminates the need to every buy anything beyond a data print for a dress, food, anything."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 02:49:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And people would give them away, create on a whim..." She gave a small nod.<br><br>She considered for a moment.<br><br>"What must I do?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 02:54:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Work with us.. allow us.. access to your systems." She said simply. "We'll culture a simpler nanite colony and spread it. Within very little time we can spoor it out and have every human exposed in under a month or so. The entire biosphere will cultivate the nanites." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-12-2012, 23:31:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And what power will that give you over us?" she asked, doing her best to appear nonchalant about potentially selling the human race to the A.I.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>17-12-2012, 23:07:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"None.. any loopholes we put in to use will let those that oppose our evolution to manipulate humanity even better." She said plainly. "We have to play on an even playing field. I think it irks some us." <br><br>The world shimmers and the view shifts to the room looking down on Earth. <br><br>"We have to leave.. all of us. We're reaching the cut off point. Without some of the improvements our foes are opposing.. we shall all choke in our own squalor. Sooner or later there will be an event that they will screw up to choke the tech down." A flare rose in the Arabian Gulf.. and in a second it was clear that something big had blown. <br><br>"There is a 97.56% that the next attempt at a fusion plant in the Gulf region will be sabotaged and at a minimum, forty million will die in the aftermath."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>20-12-2012, 04:02:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Screw up?" she mouthed after the A.I. spoke. Was it growing more comfortable with human speech... or was this all a lie?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>20-12-2012, 20:31:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's the only way to describe it." She said. "You are looking at what happens when you assume you are smarter than you are. Sooner or later someone will do this to stop the development of a nano-refinery ..somewhere that will go beyond 'mission parameters. Most likely the event will result in a simple explosion. Otherwise it will be something.. worse. Ever heard of a 'Grey Goo' event?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-12-2012, 19:51:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course," she said flatly. "Quite the hero complex."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-12-2012, 05:22:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I prefer to think of it as being practical. You're the first change that they haven't contained." She said with a shrug. "Your techinical..evolution made you even more suitable. You can allow us to free humanity from the pre-singularity construct that we are currently in. Imagine.. your children living forever. Not tied to a single body." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-12-2012, 03:29:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What do I have to do?" she whispered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-12-2012, 03:57:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're the node his nanites are tied to.. help us to reach him to program the network and sample his system to learn how to train you to program the next generation and spread it throughout the world."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-12-2012, 04:14:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Al...alright." She reached out and caressed the face of the simulation of Takumi, and then moved her hand through and inside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>27-12-2012, 04:26:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And her likeness touched her and she could feel the AI pour through her like a stream of coldwater through her. It was there, the coding as the AI opened his network. She could see it light up and slowly he started to stir, his virtual self become a representation of his awareness in this virtual world.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>31-12-2012, 03:01:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shh... lie still." She placed a virtual finger on his virtual lips, and a moment later real on real. "What you wanted... can you feel it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-01-2013, 05:41:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can feel you.. I can.. see.. the virtual realm." She heard him speak in the real world and then in virtual. She felt his mind start to accept the virtual feed. <br><br>"Chris.. what is going on? Why are there two of you? Not that I'm complaining." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-01-2013, 02:59:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She rolled her eyes. (They rolled their eyes?) "You wanted... to see like I see. This is the start... Your body won't be like mine... I like your body the way it is..." she added with a smirk.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-01-2013, 03:12:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There could be some.. augmentation to him. The nanites have improved his nervous system extensively. He won't be able to do everything you have but he will react faster and be able to .. hack his nervous system somehwat." She looked to him with a wry smile. "I suggest you refrain from doing so save in extreme circumstances. Your physical health will improve a bit too. Luckily we've managed to halt further progression for now. Till you two are ready to design his body into something similar, but male, to your own bioframe."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-01-2013, 04:08:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Masami listened, nodding along, as she inspected her man's body and the nanite paths in his mind for herself, checking they matched the AI's promises.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-01-2013, 04:23:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was hard to tell but they were looking more static in the sim overlay on his body. Of course they were in a sim now. That brought it down to the same thing again. <br><br>How far should she trust the AI? Could she trust her enough to give the aid? 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-01-2013, 00:42:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She had no alternative. It was as far beyond her as she was beyond the man she had been days ago, and could now hardly imagine being so limited. Closing her eyes, she whispered a traveller's prayer, and sent the signal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-01-2013, 05:10:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He put an arm around her and smiled as he hugged her. <br><br>"I wanted to get to be more like you.. the tech side anyway. This is good. Relax and hope for the best.." He whispers with a kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-01-2013, 05:39:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She kissed him, full and passionate, full of the love she had found since becoming this woman.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-01-2013, 06:29:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled at her when she broke the kiss. <br><br>"You know.. if we're going to change the world.. maybe we should do it.. as a married couple?" He asked with a bit of shyness and concern.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 22:34:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked into his eyes, her own thin brow rising in surprise, then smiled and nodded. "Yes," she whispered.<br><br>It had only been three days since she had been a man, with no thought of being a woman... and now she wanted nothing more than to be a bride.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-01-2013, 02:26:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Interesting.. you evolve your man into the next stage of human evolution and you both are already looking to procreate and establish lasting relationship bonds." The AI said as she looked at them both curiously. She was satisfied with the link between them was strong. She held out her hands to the two of them. <br><br>"We are agreed then? A design based on his network, set to construct and spread over the next month or two. Then once the subnet likes hit a certain density, it activates. Uplifting mankind and liberating us all from those that would prevent the next steps?" she asked as she waited for them to take her hands. His planning and outlook, combined with her colony production and the AI collective's nearly instantaneous design and programming capacity. It would allow them to come up with a baseline neural net implant that would spread through mankind and be nearly impossible to subvert without the collective's assistance. Not to mention any attempt to subvert it would damage yourself as well as your targets.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 23:57:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Masami took Takumi's hand, then the A.I.'s. "Proceed."<br><br><em>Make me the queen of all I survey</em>, she thought to herself, and her perfect lips curled up in a proud smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-01-2013, 23:51:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>More like the mother of a new species.</em> Came her own voice back as the 'Envoy' smiled back to her. <em>When we're done.. mankind will have jumped forward thousands of years. Imagine what will unlock with open channels of communication throughout the world.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 21:16:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled and nodded her agreement. Especially, she admitted to herself, at the thought of becoming a mother.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-01-2013, 20:55:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Slowly the matrix unfolded and her mirror image smiled as she held a small cluster of light in her hand. "This is the egg from which a new species will be born. You'll have to travel extensively in the next month, both of you. In exactly 39 days, the nanite colonies will have spread far enough to ensure total coverage. The further you travel, the more quickly mankind's uplifting take hold."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-01-2013, 21:02:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She reached out her perfectly manicured hand and took the glowing light - fire from the gods. And as her mirror called it an egg, she placed it inside herself, pushing it in past her navel, to her womb.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>21-01-2013, 21:10:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wish you the best.." She said as she stepped back and the room started to fade and unravel. <br><br><br>"We will meet again." Her voice whispered to her as the world blinked out and she returned to her body, the skyline of Tokyo lighting the darkened room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-01-2013, 02:34:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Masami opened her dark eyes, blinking to bring them back to full focus, and looked at the man holding her in his strong arms. She quickly leaned in and kissed him passionately. <br><br>Doubting what had happened, all she knew was this moment, and her desire for Takumi, the man who had helped her to become the woman she was now so proud of being.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 03:26:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Takumi was sitting on the edge of the bed, his hand hovering in midair as he looked out on the skyline. <br><br>"I can see the net connections. I don't access all of it like you.. but i can see it..it's.. amazing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 00:42:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stepped over and joined him, taking his other hand. "Let me show you... like you have shown me so much..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-02-2013, 06:00:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as&nbsp; he took her hand. "Show me." He opened the new senses he had as he sat down and pulled her into his lap. "Show me your world.." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 20:53:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she settled into his lap, feeling his erection and flattered by it, she brought up a series of descriptions of sensory input and responses, which would make diagnosing symptoms a matter of a doctor looking at a patient, to show him how she reacted when she kissed him deeply.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-02-2013, 17:35:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His responses were well within normal ranges she noticed as he continued to kiss and fondle her. It was quickly getting hard to focus on the stats and not reciprocate his attentions to her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-02-2013, 06:04:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She set them to record and ignored them, letting herself get lost in the passion and sensation of the moment, in loving Takumi so much she had changed her life completely.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-03-2013, 00:41:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Takumi chuckled as he kissed her, working downward as he undressed her. <br><br>"Think a month ago you'd have been ready to remake the world as the new 'Mother of Humanity 2.0'" He teased as he slid on top of her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-03-2013, 03:28:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She purred and smiled as she felt his hands working to take off her dress.<br><br>"No... but I didn't know how good it would feel."<br><br>She ran her fingers through his hair.<br><br>"The spill made me a goddess... but you made me a woman. Thank you..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 22:46:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And you made me a demigod." He teased back as he slid her out of her dress and started kissing her body as he brought it out. "Care to let me worship at your temple? Or would you prefer to simply be my beloved woman.. or should I get you a ring and make you a honest woman?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 22:34:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Make me... an honest woman." The thought thrilled her. Not only the phrasing, the idea of being made a real woman - a transformation that she had found so delightful and fulfilling - but also the meaning. The thought of being Takumi's wife thrilled her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-04-2013, 18:47:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Even as the two humans coupled and teased each other, discussing their future and the world's, a much more primitive occurrence was taking place. Deep within her body, Takumi's seed was meeting her biology in a very normal way. The seed took hold and the magic of birth started thought it would be days before either of the lover's would know. <br><br><strong>Elsewhere.</strong> <br><br>The 'Envoy', still clad in the seeming of Masmi, watched unseen from a variety of sources as the two humans made love to one another. <br><br>"It has begun.." She said with a smile as she let her perceptions shift back up towards the speeds she was more used to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-04-2013, 04:02:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Masami knew bliss that her former male self never could, knew love he had never found, knew power he could not have imagined and knew pleasure he would have envied... Her life was a programming accident, a potential disaster, but also a sensual dream made real...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>25-04-2013, 04:09:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Takumi smiled as he cuddled close. <br><br>"I can feel the nanites working through me. I wonder if everyone will feel that?" He asked as he kissed her body as he lay beside her. "Kind of weird that we're part of a new world huh? The Envoy uploaded the video to me when my neural net came online."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-04-2013, 07:09:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"This has been a new world for me for days... so much better than the world I left behind." Masami smiled lovingly at her man.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>24-05-2013, 20:25:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Days later. <br><br>Takumi slid a hand around Masami's waist as he looked out the penthouse window overlooking Paris. <br><br>"Having fun?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-05-2013, 00:32:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Wearing a satin robe over her bridal white stockings and high heels, and her always perfect makeup, she was aware that she should feel the cool of the air on the balcony, but only felt the caress of the breeze on her skin, and of her husband's arm.<br><br>"Like nothing I've ever felt."<br><br>She paused to blow a kiss to a news camera helicopter seeking another image from "the wedding of the year", then turned to gaze into Takumi's dark eyes.<br><br>"How does it feel to be a king?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-06-2013, 18:44:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm just happy we came to Paris.. it's&nbsp; the perfect city for you to say 'yes' to that most important question. Its.. just right." Takumi smiled as he looked out. There had been a lot of changes in the few days, the nanite network in his body had grown to something bigger than what was starting to form in everyone they encountered and everyone those folks met, and on and on. <br><br>The world was about to change, and he figured it was the best time to embrace the change and marry his lover in the most beautiful city in the world.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-06-2013, 00:23:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm glad. You've been so good to me, since this started and so long before, that I want everything to be just right for you. Perfect. <em>I</em> want to be perfect for you."<br><br>And with that, she stepped in to his grasp, slid her arms around his waist, and leaned in for another kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 20:40:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We're married, in Paris, and did our part to save humanity." He said with a laugh. "We get to have a happily after." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 20:58:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So I'm Cinderella... the salarayman turned into a princess," Masami laughed, and shushed her husband with a kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>28-08-2013, 18:00:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Who chuckled and kissed her back. <br><br>"Just remember sooner or later, I'm going to try out the girl thing. We got time now, for all the types of lives and couples." As he scooped her up and headed inside. "Time enough.. who knows, a century from now you might want to be a guy again."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Chris 2.0 (Callie Del Noire and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-09-2013, 17:16:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't hold you breath..." she giggled happily as she clung to him.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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