As a regular computer command that probably would have returned an error but fortunately Heather's power does the interpreting
for the machine. The signal had led them to Argus, so presumably he has Perdita and thus going where he went should be where Perdita is. The machine complies. In the split-second that the machine appeared to be right next to them somehow, Heather latched on to it. The window closes again in the blink of an eye but a command was issued. The Slipstream Core springs to live and locks on to Heather and Nina's coordinates. It feels like someone attached a tether to the top of their heads. In the span of maybe a second it feels like they're being yanked upwards, through an impossibly small aperture in space and through a dozen rollercoasters at the speed of light.
As soon as the sensation begins it's already over and they find themselves in an unfamiliar place. A vague twilight hangs over the small park they find themselves in, surrounded by tall buildings that are hard to make out after the disorientation of being yanked through space. The air smells faintly like salt and the cries of seagulls can be heard over the distant sound of waves. After a couple of moments the sun begins to climb over the horizon and douses the area in light that their eyes are much more accustomed to. The small park they're in is at the meeting-point of several elevated pedestrian walkways that span through the canyons of the buildings around them. Sunlight glimmers on the glass and metal of the buildings, dousing the futuristic city in a dazzling display of light. In the distance a monorail glides on it's magnetic rail and on the road beneath them cars roll almost silently with only the faint whir of an electric engine. To Heather the city would look even more overwhelming. There is technology and electronics
everywhere and the air is filled with a myriad of signals. Everything here seems to be just waiting for her to talk to and almost all of the machines sound friendly and polite.
Welcome to Providence.