[X] Remote control Giant
Taylor couldn't quite say what started to convince her as she looked at the pros and cons.
It may have been the hesitation of being within sight of some of the monsters like Lung or Hookwolf if she didn't have to. Especially since, while she was fairly certain that the giant would defend her, she didn't know for certain.
Nor was she especially keen on testing that.
Alternatively was the fact that obfuscated her identity.
However, she knew what reason made her decide on this above all else.
Worse case scenario, she could always stick closer to the giant in the future. The reverse was not true.
...it didn't hurt that it would keep it from spilling onto her in-case something went catastrophically wrong. Physically, at least.
Still, that left the question of how she was going to practically implement this.
As near as she could tell, Taylor had two issues that needed to be addressed in this regard; her awareness of what was going on and finding a way to relay orders to the giant.
On the one hand; the easiest way she could think of, was through technology. Find a way to attach a camera to it as well as an earpiece of headphone.
Using a camera and an earpiece required money and she didn't know the first thing about either of them. For instance, Taylor didn't know how to get a camera to stream whatever it was seeing when it wasn't connected to the internet. At least with the headphone idea, she could, at worst, give the giant a walkie-talkie.
...though…
...given how the last testing in the forest went, the giant might be able to hear her regardless of distance. Or it had really good hearing…
She started to write in her notebook.
Things to test next time.
There were several other aspects she was concerned about.
Such as going the technology route, if whatever she handed him also disappeared when he went… invisible? Intangible?
Even more tests for later, though she was pretty sure it was intangible.
Another was that if something interfered with the handset, she was basically cut off. Powers were weird and even ignoring the esoteric effects of someone who could shoot sunbeams, the capes with technology powers could easily make something to cut off a twenty dollar radio. Or track it down.
There was another way to do it, one that would be entirely safe for Taylor.
It was an idea that had occurred to her during her last day at Winslow, during her computer class.
She could give the giant orde- directions. With when, if, else, and then statements. Have him go completely autonomous during the day.
There were a multitude of questions that came with that idea; she had no idea if he could do multiple directions like that, or even more than two directions that were long term. Taylor hadn't tried to give him more directions than to move to a single location or punch something, all of which it did quickly enough she didn't have a chance to try.
Again, things to test in the forest.
The benefits if this worked would be… immense.
She could send the giant off at any point of the day. It would be much harder to guess that Taylor Hebert is a cape, if her power is across town saving a kitten stuck in a tree while she was in geometry class. Much harder to track her down as well. No weak link in that regard.
Three major concerns came from this methodology, assuming the giant could even take commands this way;
The first, besides not knowing if she could stack commands like that, was the fact she had no idea if he had any personality. She only got a vague sense of the giant being linked to her… in a way she couldn't describe.
How does one describe the fire betwixt the stars, the molecules moving so fast and far that only their absence could be recorded? Of faint swells of concepts, changing, evolving, degrading smothered under a haze that pressed against all of it...
That was the best way Taylor could describe the link between her and the giant. It was so alien yet so very, very human.
...regardless, the point was, she just didn't know what it would do when it wasn't around her. It might not even follow any directives she gave.
That brought up the second issue.
Taylor had a fair bit of programming experience. If a line of code conflicts, you get unexpected results or the program stops. Add that to a super-powered giant where a myriad of different powers were thrown into the mix, and the result could be anything under the sun. She wouldn't know either until after the fact.
If something went wrong, she had no way to course-correct.
That was terrifying.
Finally, was the fact that he couldn't or at least hadn't communicated yet.
He didn't look exactly…
Taylor glanced up from her desk to where she knew he was, barely visible to her in some sense that couldn't be translated to coherent speech. Staring at a tall Asian teen like he was debating the best way to kill her and her entire family and everyone who ever knew her before salting their graves.
...the most friendly.
Misunderstandings were likely.
A soft sight escaped her as her head gently plonked against her notepad.
This was going to be a lot of work.
For the first time in two weeks, Nikki wasn't in the lunchroom. She had begged off saying she would need to take a call during it and had been very apologetic to the point that Taylor had started to feel bad.
Hopefully everything was okay?
Still, that left Taylor and her quesadilla of questionable quality without a plan for the next hour.
There weren't too many tables that didn't contain a group. Taylor might have gotten a friend, but the idea of committing a social faux pas by sitting at a table that had no one she knew was too great.
In fact, the only person she could see sitting alone was the angry wheelchair girl from before. Somehow the no-man's land around her had grown as the girl took an angry bite out of her sandwich.
Taylor was reasonably sure she could sit in that area and no one would bother her. She had experience with making herself not noticed.
There was also the case that in the eleven days she had been here, she still had yet to go to the school library- she could cram the food in her mouth and see what the school's library was like. As much as she liked Nikki, she didn't think the girl was capable of quiet and spending the better part of an hour browsing their catalogue sounded lovely.
Alternatively, she could sit alone, read a book from home and hope no one would talk to her. Hope really, really hard!
...oooor see if she could find Nikki and eat with her after her call ends.
Where does Taylor eat her lunch?
[] Near angry wheelchair girl; her rage will keep everyone else away, right?
[] Consume food as quickly as possible and check out the library.
[] Alone, with her invisible friend and a book. It is not in the bathroom! Progress!
[] Wait like a creep for Nikki's call to be done. Food will be distinctly cold.
Author's Note: Hello, hello! Time for a social based vote!
In the previous chapter I was sorely tempted to have Taylor mention that if she went with remote, that she could always walk back the decision but thought it would weigh things too heavily towards one side. I really enjoyed the discussion!
Slowly but surely we are getting to the violence. The glorious violence.
For reference purposes, its the first day of February at the end of this chapter.
...aaaaand now have fun with the votes!
