To: Izay Vyu

[James Greed]

[ : : : Incoming Transmission : : : ]

Sender: Faceless
To: Izay Vyu (?)
Subject: Gratitude.
Priority: Medium
Encryption: Unanimate

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The pale silhouette appears yet again. Moving it's head in a way, as if it wanted to face the camera properly.

"Greetings, again"

"Oh, yes. I was told that's how it works with the salvagers, and similar entities. Credits, it is. I'll do a quick scan on the account(s) I have available." Her way of saying that was almost insulting, as she emphasised the salvager part. Probably not intentional. The voice itself was surprisingly feminine, even if slightly monotone. "There was, and there is nothing to 'do' with me. I was just as functional at that time, merely put in an... emergency stasis, of some sort." She pauses for a brief second. Tilting her head, like an innocent doll, carved out of marble. "I am an artifical inteligence. I'm sure that's evident. Prototype number 55567. That's just a code, not a serial number, there is no more of me. Currently, I am considered as a property of the IRG. I find that.... funny." Still, no fun, or whatsoever was found in her voice.

"Until the next connection."

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[ : : :Transmission Terminated : : : ]