Data の小説・ストーリー

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Paxton helped her up and led her down a hallway all the way to the back of the house to a door on the right next to a back door entrance. Riley sat on the exam table as Penelope sat in a chair next to her and Dr. Paxton grabbed a clip board and some gloves. "Tell me about your symptoms. When did they start? Anything for me to help." "They just started this morning. I haven't been able to stop throwing up. I feel tired and run down. I've never experienced this before? "Are you mated?" "I am. My mate is Alpha Eli." "How long have you two been sensually active?"

The investors leaned forward slightly, intrigued. I smiled inwardly, knowing they were now hooked. I zoomed in on the global map. “Here, we can see live data streams from multiple international sources, processing billions of transactions per second. This is real-time data aggregation from diverse sectors—finance, health, retail, government. It doesn’t just sit in one database. It integrates seamlessly into various networks worldwide.” I glanced at their faces—curiosity was beginning to replace skepticism. The woman in the navy-blue suit, who had been the most critical so far, raised an eyebrow. “

ZURI POV "Please stand as we move to the next round. Vaals, Glortinon, blue. Peulo, Kea, red. Earth, Cok, yellow. Frole, Hassin, orange. Makskin, Bronkark, Shikaz, green. Please take your seats your second course will be gund bread," the male announcer says with his amplified voice and we stand up.

She could’ve made it to the door unnoticed if they were humans, Kimberly thought to herself feeling slightly annoyed. “Sweetie, I know you must be hungry. I made…” “I need some fresh air.” Kimberly said, cutting her off. This made Christine really sad, Kimberly could see it. She was a bit touched and had wanted to immediately apologize, but she had to keep up her act. “O-okay. Go ahead.” Christine quietly said and turned around, returning back to the kitchen. # “Hello?” Alan answered his phone after two rings. “Hello, beta Alan. This is beta Donald from the white moon pack.”

The rest of the members stopped their movements. "Mi stai chiedendo?" (Are you asking me?) "I mean are you asking me?" Myra immediately changed her language. "Yes, you." "I work as a data analyst. Apart from that I sometimes take classes in high school." "Impressive." Ranvijay answered and immediately Myra asked him the return question. "What about you? What do you do?" Rest of the members on the table started looking at each other's faces. Nobody actually had the courage to ask Ranvijay questions to Ranvijay. And a mere girl out of blue asked him such questions.

Hearing my phone bing like twenty times I look to see. "5 missed calls, 2 voice mail,,5 texts !" " What the hell!" I opened my phone, my sisters, my aunt, and uncle and some random number are the cause of all beings from my phone. After reading and hearing the texts and voicemails ." I will call them back later today " Reminding myself. Head back down the stairs to the kitchen to make a quick cup of coffee. After making a cup and a bowl of cereal I checked my emails seeing I had work that need dance to be finished in the next two days. Knowing I'm need a dance studio for this I searched to see there are one thirty minutes from the house but the thing was it was a human territory.

Dale told herself. "Thank you ma'am for taking care of me, I've got to go now my brother is kinda sick." She lied. "Data...data...data..bingo!" The lady joked with the computer, ignoring her words. Dale refused to wait for approval as she started towards the door. "The small boss isn't your brother and we both know that." She spoke out loud. Dale paused at these words. She was shocked that her lie had been spotted by someone who she didn't even know about. Slowly she turned and looked at the lady who now sat legs crossed in a serious-like manner.