"Waiting for me, Jurgensen?" she asked. And then she hit the army decker with everything she had. Triggered a frame—an autonomous program construct—and hurled it at him. In keeping with her own icon, it was a low-resolution Japanese ronin, armed with a tetsubo glowing the brilliant red of a C02 laser. As the frame leaped forward, swinging its studded mace, she triggered a "hog" virus—appearing in this node like a viciously barbed dart. She tossed it underhand at Jurgensen.