A radiant red window appears and then disappears right in front of her. From 
it comes a neon eyeball the size of a basketball, but sporting a little red 
beanie and a pair of mirrorshades. It zips straight into her face, zips all 
around her, back and forth, up and down. This much is standard stuff—access
ice—a Fuchi Watcher 7K, though apparently modified. Most systems use access
intrusion countermeasures as the switch to turn on serious ice if an illegal 
entry is detected. Here at Hassan’s Arch every entry is illegal till proven
otherwise. Neona’s fingers fly. The golden angel strums her keyboard guitar.
Alphanumerics stream up and around and right in through the Watcher’s shades.