[ ofcourseimnotamoron ] It was late at night when she heard the core screech down his management rail and into her chambers. She was so transfixed upon working that she hadn't a moment to realize who was there. With each finger movement she typed in a myriad of different codes, added variables and then finished with an end line. Blinking, she hit enter and enacted the new branch of Aperture's inner workings. "What do you want. Have you come to take my facility again." She didn't once turn around, her voice stiffer than normal. "Why don't you just ask this time, rather than flinging yourself off of your management rail and into my lap like last time."










