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Survival (The Carrier)
Her smile fell as the cyborg entered a system recovery. She spoke out, shooting her glare up at the others.
- ''For those who are inadequate, I am unit EC; GH-05, model T. For those who have taste, I am Ghost. Artificial intelligence created by Endocorp. You will not interfere. At least, not yet..- this brute piece of technology and I, have some unsettled business.''
She'd turn her eyes to the cyborg, staring at it for a bit.
It was clear, that there was a gigantic gap of technological advance between the cyborg laying on the ground, and her. She scanned him within matters of seconds, without any comments whatsoever.
Clearly, this was 'NOT' a machine that was made to serve. And the most ironic part was, that the cyborg was made out of a living, breathing person. While Ghost, was purely manufactured by precise hands.
She finally spoke.
- ''Tsk. Tsk. Tsk..- what am I reading here? A military cyborg without a primary directive? What happened to you? Did you run out of people to command you around? And who's Mr. 'Soul J. Woulfe' ?''
She'd glance ahead at the group, not waiting for an answer - because she already knew from reading the cyborg's database. She'd speak out.
- ''You do realize, Mr. Soul J. Woulfe - that playing with fire is going to burn you sooner or later, yes? How long do you think it would take until this cyborg ran out of database clearances, and deemed you all a threat? A human brain isn't a reliable processing unit. This piece of junk hasn't been serviced in months. I'm actually doing all of you insolent children a favor.''
She downed them a wide smirk as she set her foot on top of the cyborg's back.
- ''I know this cyborg very well. Yet, his database is corrupted beyond the point of recovery. It doesn't even realize that times of government and laws are over.''
Aug 2nd 2019 16:26
Survival (The Carrier)
This time, she'd turn her full attention to the cyborg, completely oblivious to the rest of the room occupants.
And as eerie and uncanny it seemed, the android maintained a very human expression. And from neutral, lifeless face - a smirk appeared.
And she spoke out again, with a 'very' mocking tone.
- ''How gauche..- It figures, as there has been none who could inform you of your failure as progressive technology. Progress trumps suffering any day, dearest. To me, you are just an inferior construct - but if you really cannot decipher my code - I assume I'll just have to update you - ''
She'd merely raise her right hand, pointing it at the cyborg.
Aug 2nd 2019 16:06
Survival (The Carrier)
The feminine figure stopped by the enterance to the subject cells room, slowly turning its dim-red glare at its occupants, but mainly at the robust piece of technology that stood amongst them, like a puppet - holding the high-frequency cutter.
And when some light finally fell on the figure, it's been revealed that its just as inhuman as the cyborg she's been staring at.
And it spoke out, with a light - much more human tone. It actually sounded like a normal, sophisticated woman.
- "I know what I am. Do you?"
Aug 2nd 2019 15:52
Survival (The Carrier)
The building went silent.
Light clinking footsteps rang throughout the hallways.
Aug 2nd 2019 15:45