Usually, when a Prodigy interfaced with a Loader, they just saw a file folder. A dumb, empty box to drop a payload into. But as Jax’s consciousness brushed against the Loader’s mind, he didn't see a box.
Jax stepped forward, raising the cable to the port at the base of the Loader's skull. prodigy x loader
Jax looked up at the giant. In the academy, they taught that Loaders were meat-sacks. They were latency buffers. They weren't supposed to have tactical awareness or defense protocols. Usually, when a Prodigy interfaced with a Loader,
"Good," Jax sneered, though his heart was pounding. "Don't mess this up. This isn't some mp3 playlist or a vintage game ROM. This is the Ghost Key. We get it to the Spire, I get paid, and you... well, you get to eat for another week." Jax stepped forward, raising the cable to the