~ Chapel Perilous ~

[ScornStar]

I...I....*long pause* I dont see why* random sounds that resemble a sharp exhalation* What sort of safe guards will we have? How will we escape if need arises? I know FTGW did not fully understand the concept of lying but, it was trying.

What if it knows now? Can't we just blown blow it up? That machine is a rapist!! Of thoughts.

*The globe, Pyriel hovers quickly back and forth* What about if I maintained an open comm to your ground party, from Gamma? What if we could have Order vessels on standby in the system? Or some Corsair ground troops? I dont want that thing to get me again. My presence may cause it to renege on its deal.

*Whoa, me boy!* interjected Shamus. *Odds are we'll be fine.. We have a capable crew to confront FTGW; and odds are we won't die.. at least any more times than we already have..*

If death was the only consequence then I would have no fear. While I am unable to take my own life and battle to survive, I deserve no less than death. But if that machine........If that thing.........That alien ridden machine get a hold of one of us F-units we are screwed. There will be no death. There will only be unending existence to feed this thing ideas. That is the purpose of the datasyphons besides, data mining.
It used ideas it got from my thought processes to evolve. It is the culmination of my sick fantasies, Zoner technology and Daam Kavash exploration.

It may be duped or tricked into peaceful coexistence but, it is young by it's own standards and prone to temper tantrums like a over sized two year old "Primate" Only it has gunships for fingers.

*So, yes, we should expect some chicanery and obfuscation, as well as a snit or two. What else would you suggest if FTGW won't listen to reason, Pyriel?*

Heck try coding the machine right at the main frame. See if that helps. Tell it to kill Nomads, collect garbage, police trade lanes, whatever.

I just really dont want to go so maybe if ya'll decide not to kill it. I dont think you'll survive trying. Then maybe you can repurpose it or, lock out certain targets.

I did see it was placed in the old colonial bunker. It has a factory some 30,000 meter under the surface of the planet. The original mainframe has been moved there. To shelter from Corsair bombardment should it have failed to make peace with the Corsairs, or be noticed by the Order.

What do you think Shamus? Is this enough to excuse me? I will help and in the end if push comes to shove, then I will go. I guess I owe my mother this much having nearly harvested her.

RMD-169, if you ever find this droid. I must know. It ran with my mother in it's arms from ME. I last saw it on Islay.

Pyriel sinks into deep thought not noticing Shamus still hovering near by. The memory of these F-units recalled as effortlessly as in it does in life only so much more detailed and vivid. Pyriel bearly transmits in frequencies youd have to be a Fnordian to receive, I must think Ill talk with you again.

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