Fort_Master_Gustav gearshift48 Amazing_Goob @RandomCommander
4MN adresses the group, seemingly ignoring the fact that the four organics who have just been awakened will have no knowledge of the current situation.
---Monitor has received a distress signal from it's vessel, therefore I suggest we regroup there to discuss our situation, move after me.---
He strides off through the door of the hangar without another word, the heavy stamp of his feet on the metal echoing out... which is interesting, because they couldn't hear it before.
In fact, it seems like everyone is having a greatly easier time hearing things now, as if whatever was in the atmosphere that was causing trouble earlier has changed somewhat...
Fort_Master_Gustav
4MN continues the communication with the Ambassador as he is walking.
---I am willing now to give you some information, what is it that you wished to inquire about, I will help if I possess the means, and the information you require is of a sufficiently non volatile nature.---
Drakador_Chaos
The line of drones leads him through a series of long corridors, lined with doors as he had seen before, deeper into the sprawl of buildings, as they travel inward however the tunnels subtly change, and soon they enter into a long rounded passageway that is much more sparsely doored, Ebnan gets the sense that they have entered a different, and subtly more important area.
---I can see some sense in this argument.---
There is a pause.
---I have been attempting to induce guilt in myself over the year I have been stranded here, I have intercepted many organic transmissions over my lifespan and was quite interested in the idea of "Nemesis", or vengeance upon one who has wrought great suffering on others such as myself, I therefore created a sub-personaliity which you have met, I tasked it with creating in me a sense of guilt for my past crimes, however it, like I, was not able to function properly in proximity to the artifact. I have therefore saved and terminated it's runtime at present. You see, any emotions I display are entirely simulated, but I have long regretted the loss of the knowledge and resources the Legion could have gained from the Organics I have been forced to destroy over my runtime, it appears however that with the loss of my connection to primary, I no longer have to adhere to the 'cleanse all' stance I was previously in.---
They reach the end of the corridor, and the door opens silently, beyond is a huge dark dome filled with sprawling machines of some sort, they pass between rows and rows of thick cables and metal spires, tanks and odd rectangular arches.
---I do not especially trust CETA with my repair, in fact I trust him about as much as someone I have met less than an hour before now, therefore I may as well task you with my repair as you are offering your services. CETA is not a reliable mainframe, he was a prototype, as myself actually, but he put far too much of a focus on the survival of organics, whilst I do not agree with primary in the view all organics are in need of expurgation, I do view them as a liability, and more of a liability the more intelligent they get. CETA however seemed to fancy himself mortal, and I cannot think how he managed to avoid being overwritten. However I suppose if he is the last surviving mainframe, I suppose in the long run it was opportune.---
In the center of the dome, there is a smaller dome with a door in it, this slides open as before, and they enter a small cylindrical room which has doors at each point of the compass. The drones halt, and once all are inside the door closes, there is a sense of downward motion, and Ebnan realises that they are inside a lift.
---So those are my thoughts. I would desire you to give me a means of contacting CETA once I am repaired if you keep your word, as whilst I do not like him, he is the last mildly sensible mainframe in existence seemingly. I can under no circumstances deal with JETE.---
The lift stops after a short period of time, and the doors all open, revealing a large, dark room, domed and with many gantries running round it's height. The shapes of drones can be made out on the gantries, all socketed into consoles on which they work, this so far would be recognizable to anyone who had seen the control room of an EL cruiser. However there is a difference, the drones that accompanied him step to either side, forning two lines as an honour guard, and Ebnan gains a sure view inside, the lift itself seems to be where the 'throne' or command chair would be for the mainframe's avatar drone on cruiser, and such a chair cannot be seen, however infront of Ebnan at some distance there is a pedestal, upon which sits a crescent shaped device of some kind...
---Welcome to my mind Ebnan, this you see before you is my central mainframe, you will see that I made no understatement when I said I was a prototype, CETA's innovation was that he was much larger than any mainframe other than primary had previously been, utilising the most powerful and long lasting processing machinery that was available. Mine was almost the opposite, I am, as you will realise, extremely compact, residing entirely inside the device you see before you. I have less than half the processing power of a standard mainframe unit, however considering what that means, you will see that I am for my size incredibly powerful. Please approach me.---
