The imagery on the floppy-screen was stark, shot through with brilliant colors. The view was Archangel’s, from her persona icon inside the Matrix. She stood in a hexagonal-shaped room, bright green lines of demarcation against an iridescent back. A computer-enhanced replica of a telecom was mounted on one wall. Hands reached into the viewpoint and popped the computerized replica of the telecom into pieces, revealing a silver and onyx box at the heart of it. Skater knew the hands belonged to the persona icon Archangel used in the Matrix.