[Once everything is ready again, Nagi steps forward and takes a seat at the console, looking over at the Dedenne on his shoulder out of the corner of his eye before letting his attention turn to the computer screen. He knows the codes are there like before, just as complex and daunting as they were the first time. Knowing what's coming isn't going to help, especially when he already knows that the time he has to get through them is limited. But today, he doesn't need time.
With his gaze fixed on the screen, Nagi reaches his hand out and takes hold of the mouse, hesitating for a brief moment. The second he clicks the screen flashes and comes alive with collumns of numbers and text that appear almost faster than Nagi can keep track of. His hands pull back sharply, but instead of beginning to type, he holds his hands just a few inches off the keys. Still and unmoving.
For a moment it might appear that Nagi isn't even trying at all, possibly stricken numb by the prospect of failure a second time. That is, at least, until the silence is broken by the sound of keys being struck by invisible hands that don't need to move, and now Nagi's not even quite looking directly at the screen with his eyes partially shut as text appears as if being typed by an outside force. An outside force that doesn't need hands or fingers to beat those lines of code before they can grow unruly, saving precious seconds that had been lost previously.
A force that has allowed Nagi to break down security systems back home; ideally, the same will be true here.]
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With his gaze fixed on the screen, Nagi reaches his hand out and takes hold of the mouse, hesitating for a brief moment. The second he clicks the screen flashes and comes alive with collumns of numbers and text that appear almost faster than Nagi can keep track of. His hands pull back sharply, but instead of beginning to type, he holds his hands just a few inches off the keys. Still and unmoving.
For a moment it might appear that Nagi isn't even trying at all, possibly stricken numb by the prospect of failure a second time. That is, at least, until the silence is broken by the sound of keys being struck by invisible hands that don't need to move, and now Nagi's not even quite looking directly at the screen with his eyes partially shut as text appears as if being typed by an outside force. An outside force that doesn't need hands or fingers to beat those lines of code before they can grow unruly, saving precious seconds that had been lost previously.
A force that has allowed Nagi to break down security systems back home; ideally, the same will be true here.]