You quickly open up your contacts selecting Panam and once more you watch the call fail to connect. You start to run a systems check trying to diagnose the issue. She was right in front of you, its not like there was something jamming the signal after all. It only took a few moments, but soon enough you had your answer.
"Low signal strength?"
A slow rhythmic clapping pulled your attention over to Johnny currently leaning up against against some long forgotten crumb of kibble that had been lost on the passenger's seat. A smile on the former rocker's face looking smug even as he was dwarfed by the aftermath of one of Panam's on the road meals.
"What did you expect you gonk? Even if you were decked out in top of the line militech you are currently smaller then grain of fucking sand. You really think your shit has enough power to connect to something her size? I'm willing to bet your little attempts are just being filtered out as background noise."
You hated to admit it, but Johnny was right. Your cyberwear was still working, but there was no way it was sending out a powerful enough signal to register as anything. At your current size your shit couldn't even run a dirty pre-collapse watch. So you found yourself in a bit of a bind, you'd never be heard from down on this seat, your gear wasn't sending out a strong enough signal to connect to anything and you were doubtful you were large enough that Panam would even notice you even if she looked right at you.
You turn to Johnny, "So any suggestions or just pointing out how fucked we are?"
He just shrugged, "I've always been more of a in the moment guy. I don't really try to plan things out to far ahead, though I'd bet my left nut her radio would help boost your signal." Johnny takes a drag on his cig, "I mean if your systems don't just light up like a Christmas tree and fry you to a crisp from the massive energy surge."
"And how likely you think that is?"
"fifty fifty, but hey I'm an optimist."
They weren't the best odds and really they were probably way worse then what Johnny had said, this was a man that thought there were good odds on attacking Arasaka Tower. However, you didn't have alot of good options. You could always try a more direct route by climbing up Panam and going into her ear. Though climbing a living breathing and most importantly moving mountain seemed daunting to say the least, but it could work. On the other hand while your gear would save you from some falls, they had their limits and you weren't thrilled about testing them.
"I'd worry more about our 'little' lady crushing your ass thinking you were some fucking itch or tiny bug, but that's just me." Johnny chimed in.
"Yeah, thanks for that reminder."
"Its what I'm here for V, don't mention it."
So options were go to the radio most likely getting fried, climb Panam trying to get her attention most likely fall to your death or get crushed, or maybe it was just best to wait. You could just wait and see if you could find a better way to get in contact with her, maybe when she was done driving? Though you had no idea were she was driving and why.
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