[Depending on how much attention Hank is paying to the memory - because it is more memory than just sensation - he might be able to pick up on something of the emotions associated with that moment. And, also, that there's no seatbelts. Go hard and die young.
In the real world, Viral smiles, toothy but not entirely a smirk.]
That's not even the impressive part.
[The physical memory takes on something more visual, then, the panel walls surrounding the cockpit lighting up green - the color would be incredibly bright to a human, but to Viral's vision it's more muted. His eye catches more the motion, as the screens flip from an icon of a woman's face to a stylization of Viral's own half-hidden one. You're Been Pre-Approved, and though the emotional impact is held a little farther back, some of it can't help but leak through.
A sense of nervous energy, anticipation. Pride. Determination. A memory further down, the knowledge of to sit where he sat without any further context -
And then a young man's voice, the words sharper than the visuals even with the slight distortion of transition through the mech's communication systems. You ready for this?
And the response is just Viral's laugh, all the emotions in it I was born ready, this is what I was made for, before he yanks the controls back and sets the thrusters to up, high as they'll go, chasing a rocket from the ruins of a city into the sky.]
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In the real world, Viral smiles, toothy but not entirely a smirk.]
That's not even the impressive part.
[The physical memory takes on something more visual, then, the panel walls surrounding the cockpit lighting up green - the color would be incredibly bright to a human, but to Viral's vision it's more muted. His eye catches more the motion, as the screens flip from an icon of a woman's face to a stylization of Viral's own half-hidden one. You're Been Pre-Approved, and though the emotional impact is held a little farther back, some of it can't help but leak through.
A sense of nervous energy, anticipation. Pride. Determination. A memory further down, the knowledge of to sit where he sat without any further context -
And then a young man's voice, the words sharper than the visuals even with the slight distortion of transition through the mech's communication systems. You ready for this?
And the response is just Viral's laugh, all the emotions in it I was born ready, this is what I was made for, before he yanks the controls back and sets the thrusters to up, high as they'll go, chasing a rocket from the ruins of a city into the sky.]