[Spacebox] Missing Robots

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[Spacebox] Missing Robots Mar 9, 2021 5:58:50 GMT

Post by Katpride on Mar 9, 2021 5:58:50 GMT

"Hm. Speed... Speed." Curiosity mentally pulls up the statistics for the particular model of bird-bot, and recites the pertinent information. "Around 70 miles per hour flying horizontally, and able to reach over 200 when diving. Modeled after the peregrine falcon." Curiosity has never had much interest in being quick, though they suppose it could prove useful in the future. Maybe there will be some previously undiscovered but especially quick species they'll need to catch sometime. Speed would be useful then. As it is, they pop the built-in wheels out of their heels, which makes them a little faster than normal, though not terribly. It's a little like putting on roller skates.

"I don't have a tracker for the bird. It would be improper put one on a bird that isn't my own." Or something like that. Curiosity tries her best to be cognizant of the wishes of her customers, and Mr. Roboto didn't strike her as the kind of person who would want her to modify his treasured pet beyond her basic repairs. Besides, she doesn't make a habit of carrying trackers with her, and it would take more time than she has patience for to build one from scratch. "I could perhaps track it by its electronic signature, but I don't have an especially large range for that sort of thing."

"Still, it is worth a try." The android stops walking and beckons the cage forward, crouching down to slide the door open. He blinks over his shoulder at the planet-person, now with a child on her back. "...If you are ready? Little Io, what are you doing?" He notices that Ollie seems to be made of a different kind of metal now, and he spots the can in her hand. Interesting. Density shifting, perhaps? Or absorption and mimicry? It's a good idea, either way. Lighter will hopefully translate to faster.

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[Spacebox] Missing Robots Mar 23, 2021 23:28:52 GMT

Post by Azra on Mar 23, 2021 23:28:52 GMT

Ollie kneeled a bit a hand pressing on her right knee as she let Io climb up her arm. It was a familiar sensation but also off and distant. Long ago she had been trees and mountains her people did climb her. She did not mind this, she could recall though the shift when things moved to chopping down trees and mining, which did dig at her. Usually she would say the cutting of trees was not unlike what others thought of cutting hair, but that didn't mean it was always pleasant or that she liked what was left. Mining the mountains though was where actual pain was some of it didn't matter, go deep enough though or bore a cavern large enough though and there was a sting. It was all sensation though, she remembered having caves natural and not but what they were named or looked like. And from these thoughts came a curiosity and from that an iota of hunger.

For a second she wondered if she should absorb her rider, if she should try and digest her tiny little mirror of a person? It wouldn't be hard metal taken into metal, as difficult as it was for a river to join a sea. Some part of her refused the act though, she needed a people hers were all gone now. The robot and station were the closest she had to that and eating them wasn't going to fill that void of hers. But maybe the robot hunter could? She tried to tell herself it'd be some kind of metal marvel morsel for herself. "Think I can keep up with flight speed." Ollie also thought if she didn't have a certain weight she might be faster then that but she wasn't going to ask for a dismount. Apart of her liked it, and some other part of her said if nothing else hold onto the food source.

"Good business plan, not a good hunting plan but we can make do." Ollie understood not wanting to intrude on customers, she had once been a world and nearlu all races seemed to find some means of commerce and or a want for privacy. Ollie just also didn't care, she had been at the time everywhere. Homes were just parts of her, she couldn't remember the residents though, couldn't remember there secrets. "Information can be important, don't risk what you need to know because of clients." Which maybe was bad advice and yet Ollie felt like she should give it. She felt like so much of her was missing and couldn't help but to try and warn against it happening to her people.

Or was it from happening again? Was hard to know if her hurdles were the same as her previous inhabitants? More she thought more her head swam trying to piece together a puzzle missing to many pieces and almost all the edges. "We should go, hopefully whatever we find is editable." It was an odd line but somewhere in there was also an obvious malice. As if a hunter might just be a butcher or feral thing instead if turned out she couldn't eat whatever they were after.

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[Spacebox] Missing Robots Mar 25, 2021 0:32:03 GMT

Post by illirica on Mar 25, 2021 0:32:03 GMT

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The smallest station steadied itself on Ollie's back in an easy carrying position, then looked over at Curiosity and raised a hand to pat itself on the head, apparently considering this a good enough answer to the question of what it was doing. Its small head lowered, tilting slightly in consideration of some unknown variable, then it opened its mouth and stuck a finger inside, prodding the small area there for a second or two, then removing the finger and shaking its head at something only it could understand.

There was no doubt that it was watching the others very carefully when they spoke, but it didn't seem to know what to do about that. Curiosity's speech was all electronically produced, of course, with her being an android, and it was possible that android functions - like many others - remained too complicated for the little one to accurately mimic for the time being. It learned, though - and it was likely that it was learning something now. Only time would tell what it was.

It moved its arm back around Ollie's neck - not too tight, but enough to maintain its position on her back when she started moving quickly, then gave a nod of either agreement or assent or just wanting to get started and trying to communicate this in the only very limited way that it knew how.

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[Spacebox] Missing Robots Mar 31, 2021 17:33:35 GMT

Post by Katpride on Mar 31, 2021 17:33:35 GMT

Curiosity takes another second to watch the duo with, well, curiosity, but they eventually decide that it's just another quirk of their new small friend. They log it and move on, flipping a well-hidden switch under the robot bird's wing. It emits a happy little chime, and light shines through the spaces between its feathers as it boots up. Curiosity moves back again, leaving the cage open.

"I know all I need to, even if I do want to know more it is for the best to retain clients," the android counters, though she doesn't sound particularly upset. There's a touch of contemplation in her voice, but she quickly dismisses the idea. She's never gotten serious complaints from her customers, and she plans to keep it that way. Even if it is inconvenient in this specific moment, it's worth it in the long run.

He reaches up to pat the stationling on the head, as it seems to like that, then turns back to the cage when the bird twitters a little tune. Curiosity whistles back, and the bird flutters out of its cage, hopping around on the ground for a moment. Its movements are fluid and graceful, as though it was made of flesh and bone and not machinery. Curiosity thinks he did a good job with the repairs. Maybe too good, considering the circumstances, but he has never been one to take half measures.

"It might take a second," Curiosity begins to say, but the bird suddenly perks up and arrows down the hallway in a flurry of motion. "Oh, or not."

She hurries after the bird, trusting that the others will either follow or overtake her depending on Ollie's speed. She can vaguely sense it now that it's powered on, but only while it's within her range.

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[Spacebox] Missing Robots Apr 7, 2021 11:50:15 GMT

Post by Azra on Apr 7, 2021 11:50:15 GMT

Her advice was maybe not so ideal, but then what did a planet know of privacy? It was rare for a body to not know when touched when something moved along the surface of skin. Even with clothing that touch was there. And the body of a planet was oh so much, and even if clothed in buildings that sense didn't much change. When she was the her she was meant to be if anything she felt bordering on all knowing. In her time being a place and not a home she had come to better know people on their level. Learned how they didn't want everyone to know everything, she understood sort of how a business kept that in mind. She just didn't care, her instinctive mentality sort of just put her above that.

Her rider seemed comfortable and attempting to chew on itself. The smallest stations act both endearing and frustrating. If Ollie had to guess Io was trying to pull words from its mouth trying to communicate. Some part of Ollie though couldn't help but see it as almost a taunt. As if to say Io could bite Io while Ollie tried to tell herself to swear consuming tiny stations off. "Avoid the hair little one."

That hair that seemed waves of space. Ollie partly wondering if chewing on it would be like digesting nightshade. If one might melt from the taste of the glittering stars, or freeze from the cold void. Such thoughts drifted away though as the bird was set loose. Motion nearly identical to the real thing. Solar radiant eyes watched though and soon concluded it was actually more near or exact then she thought, she thought it less cause she remembered different winged creatures. She was comparing it to a "bird" native to "her" and so the thought process was off. This had her wondering if she should study other creatures more, for now though she had to give chase.

Her steps were light thereverb soft through the sidewalk ran across. Her pace was kept to a jog as she chased the bird. She of course could go faster then this it was a jog, but by jogging there was better distance between them. Had to leave enough room for a hunter to maybe think they should catch the bird after all. "Question what kind of bots were taken? Specifically size wise?" There was a difference between pets androids like Curiosity and others. Sometimes there were even rather large robotic forces, and how one tried to put any of those down could be different.

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[Spacebox] Missing Robots Apr 21, 2021 5:35:46 GMT

Post by Katpride on Apr 21, 2021 5:35:46 GMT

Trying to match Ollie's jogging speed is tough. Curiosity was not built for speed, and so they have to rely on their wheels to make up the difference. It's an odd mix of running and gliding, a less than graceful motion that they don't much like in longer doses. At least they can keep up. For now. The heelies may be useful for getting from one end of the workshop to the other, but weren't really built for a chase.

Ollie was asking a question, though, and if Curiosity had the capacity for jealousy she might envy the seemingly little effort the planet-person put into her quick movement, even while carrying the miniature station. As it is, she doesn't spare the time to pull up the profiles again, reciting the information from recent memory. "The largest was an android around vending-machine size, the smallest a pet hamster-bot, though that last one could just be misplaced. It was very small. Bigger than that but definitely stolen was a cat-sized-"

The android is so distracted explaining that he doesn't see the bird quickly turn a corner until the wall is right in front of him, and he slams into it with a metallic clang. Unphased, he turns and continues the chase, lacking any pain receptors and not receiving any damage alerts. He's fallen behind slightly, but he can see the bird turn another sharp corner up ahead, leading them deeper into the maze of hallways. Something seems off, but he can't put his finger on it.

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[Spacebox] Missing Robots Apr 22, 2021 0:21:34 GMT

Post by illirica on Apr 22, 2021 0:21:34 GMT

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The bird flew to a different place, and the same place followed. The small one stayed where it was, on Ollie's back, holding on carefully. It was, as requested, mindful of the hair, its eyes turned forward, watching the colorful bird as it flew quickly. After a few moments, a little hand extended over Ollie's shoulder, one finger pointing the way, following the bird as it moved through all its different pathways. It was likely that neither Ollie nor Curiosity needed the small station to point out where the bird was going, but perhaps it merely wanted to feel like it was helping in some way.

Curiosity was answering questions about the missing androids, about the various different types of them that all resided somewhere on the larger Starport Iota. The smallest station seemed to be thinking about this for a while, though its gaze was still on the bird, pointing out the pathways. A sudden noise from Curiosity's crash made the little one turn it's head, tilting it slightly as if with a question it didn't know how to ask. Since Curiosity seemed to be able to keep going, though, the smallest station didn't put much more thought into it than that, though it did stop pointing for a moment and trail its own small hand against the wall - or through the wall, since its fingers seemed to sink in and become a part of the wall for a moment, before being withdrawn once again with nothing at all to mark their passing.

It shifted again, leaning over Ollie's shoulder once more, alert and looking forward to see what happened next.

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[Spacebox] Missing Robots Apr 26, 2021 20:28:00 GMT

Post by Azra on Apr 26, 2021 20:28:00 GMT

Ollie took a moment to consider the information. She was hardly an expert of machines she could at times use them sure but her knowledge went little beyond that. If there was any parallels among the machines there wasn't anything the living place could identify. The size though helped, as it suggested possibly the size of what they were after or against. A predator wasn't likely to make a much larger prey vanish. However if it were the size of a vending machine it couldn't be to secretive likely in moving in the open.

Do to this the star like eyes tried to pay mind to walls floors or any thing they went under. As she suspected the hunter they were after might spring out from somewhere. Thankfully she also could do this because the tiny place riding a place was trying to be helpful. A small hand pointing which way to go was actually very useful. Though Ollie only gave a small nod of thanks. Wasnt hard to talk as she didn't need oxygen but she also thought some silence might help. City was plenty loud but she figured best not to chance it to much more.

She also didn't slow down at the sudden collision. She was on the hunt, giving chase, she couldn't let a possible food source get away. However she did like her rider look back to check on the android. She considered Curiosity one of her people and so there had been a brief showing of worry. She'd lost her entire people before, and as much as she tried to act detached she really didn't wish to lose such again. Her brief concern turning to a smile when the robot was back on the run, or back to gliding/sliding rather.

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[Spacebox] Missing Robots Apr 30, 2021 20:26:15 GMT

Post by Katpride on Apr 30, 2021 20:26:15 GMT

Catching the small station's concerned look, Curiosity gives it a thumbs up. No need to worry, they're a tough bot! It'll take a lot more than a little collision to hurt this metal body. Then they turn their gaze forward again, past their companions, their LED eyes attentive to the movements of the bird. It's not able to reach top speed with the twisting corridors, even with how it arrows past corners without pause. That's probably why they're able to keep up. They reach an open stretch of hallway, and the bird picks up speed, cutting through the air and showing no signs of slowing despite the hallway being a dead end. It reaches the wall and - keeps going, slicing through it as though it isn't even there. The wall ripples for a moment before the hologram reasserts itself.

That's... that shouldn't happen. This should be a dead end, that's what the maps say. Curiosity, at the back of the pack, has the most time to react to this sudden development, and she takes a moment to scan the wall's code while they draw closer to it. It's a jumbled mess, purposefully all over the place, but something about it seems wrong. There's way too much here for a simple hologram.

"Wait!" The android calls, ceasing to push himself forward and doing his best to skid to a stop before he could pass through the fake wall. "This must be the trap-"

Curiosity is too far from the others to physically stop them, not that they expect they'd be able to, so they just hope their warning reaches them in time. They don't know if the code affects organics, but the more they look at it the less they trust it.

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[Spacebox] Missing Robots May 2, 2021 12:37:26 GMT

Post by illirica on May 2, 2021 12:37:26 GMT

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The longest hallway was reached, and the little station dropped off of Ollie's back a couple meters before she would reach the end wall. Whether or not Curiosity's warning had reached then in time, it seemed that the smallest member of their group had its own opinions about the finial wall. It walked forward, an expression of consternation on its little face. It walked the final few meters to the endpoint wall and stuck its hand through.

Unlike previous times when the little one had stuck its hand through a wall, there was none of the -gloop- of melding in with the station's wall. The little one's hand simply passed through. It pulled it back, stared at its hand with obvious displeasure, stuck it in and retrieved it again, then turned around, pointed to the wall, and stomped one small foot in tiny righteous anger. Whatever the others had to say about this situation, it was obvious that this small one had certain opinions about what walls ought to be like, and it did not like this thing that did not qualify.

The little one didn't seem to be harmed by its interaction with the wall in any way - though given its ability to go glooping through the station at will, it seemed like perhaps it was harder to harm than one would have expected for something its size. Nonetheless, it was very certainly annoyed, but not certain what to do about it - so as usual, it was looking to the others to see what ought to happen next.

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[Spacebox] Missing Robots Jun 10, 2021 17:59:57 GMT

Post by Azra on Jun 10, 2021 17:59:57 GMT

The place confident already that Curiosity would be fine continued the pursuit. Rushing after the bird it began to move to alleys to twist and turn. Feet were not the best for turning, but she was not a person she was a place. She was the rivers and winds of a forgotten world or at least that was what she told herself. Ollie didn't need to just run on feet, a fluid began to flow from her heels a small tide of mercury. Allowing the living shard of a world to more flow around the corner then drift, to twist instead of turn.

The oddity follows the bird still in good pursuit and her star like eyes sees the bird go towards a wall. She had seen birds smack into windows at times they were smart enough to evade walls though. It didn't seem like it could goop through things like the tiniest of Ollie's compznions. It the bird could pass through walls it wouldn't of flown this path. Something was up then, Ollie also wasn't concerned about walls. She was a wall, had been the walls of caves and cliff sides. She also was pretty sure she could break through it, less inquisitive and concerned and more hungry predator the world remnant wouldn't stop.

Instead her blade came to hand, a stream of obsidian flowed into the hand forming into a hilt and pummel. The blade forming as if a waterfall had turned on until the metal stream took shape to the radiant blade of hers. The kind of weapon that helped carve into the station not long ago and find a tiny station. Ollie would rush through the not wall in contrast to the others who gave pause. Her sword at the ready in case the planet had walked into the trap.

There was a brief look back to see if followed. And she might have smiled at the sight of a small hand entering and retracting through the hologram. At the sound of a frustrated small foot tapping. Her focus turned ahead though to survey where she was.

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[Spacebox] Missing Robots Jun 17, 2021 1:22:03 GMT

Post by Katpride on Jun 17, 2021 1:22:03 GMT

Curiosity watches with relief as the miniature station drops off the back of the living planet, reassured that their warning has been heeded. Ollie, however, continues through the wall without pause, formidable weapon in hand. Curiosity stops with a considerable distance between themself and the false wall, unwilling to go through it or even touch it.

“Are you alright in there, Ollie?” She calls after a moment. The planet is tough, but there could be anything beyond the hologram.

Despite the misplaced planet’s preparations and the android’s worry, the space beyond the hologram appears empty. Rather than continuing in a single hallway, it opens into a circular chamber with many pathways branching off of it. The room appears expertly sculpted, the polished walls almost completely covered in pipes and wiring that dominate the entire space, some even trailing across the floor. It’s dark, save for occasional flashes from a red light up above and residual light from the hallway filtering through the hologram. The hologram seems like it’s only intended to work in one direction, transparent on the other side and showing a clear view of the android and the small station in the hallway behind it.

The mechanical bird they had been chasing is at the far side of the room, sprawled on the ground with its wings still open as though it had crashed mid-flight. The blue light previously shining from it has gone dark.

Curiosity watches little Io’s frustration with the hologram, a little amused in spite of the situation. She takes a few steps closer to the wall when it seems like Io is unharmed by touching it, and starts looking around for what might be projecting the hologram. One of her hands moves to pat the metal child on the head affectionately, and, if the gesture is not refused, will rest there for a moment as she looks around.

Eventually, Curiosity finds the origin of the hologram; there’s a set of projectors partially embedded in the ceiling, much too high for them to reach on their own. They point them out, tilting their head back to look up at the projectors and see if they can decipher more of the code. “If one of you can disable the hologram, I should be able to get through. It is originating from the ceiling.”

Despite its non-effect on her more organic companions, Curiosity does not like the look of the code. It’s a virus waiting to happen, and if it’s been put into every bot that wanders through here, it’s no wonder they’ve disappeared.

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[Spacebox] Missing Robots Jun 18, 2021 0:48:03 GMT

Post by illirica on Jun 18, 2021 0:48:03 GMT

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Curiosity reached the non-wall that was the subject of so much of the little station's indignance, stopping before they passed through and patting the small form on top of its head. It was, of course, hard to say what the little station thought about anything, but it seemed to be pleased by the gesture, remaining in place underneath Curiosity's palm while the android sorted out what to do next.

The little station might not have said anything, as was customary, but it certainly seemed to be listening. It looked upwards at the ceiling, seeming to consider these projectors that were the source of the wall that was not a wall. Some conclusion must have been reached, because the little station sank down below Curiosity's hand - quite down, in fact - directly into the floor, until there wasn't a trace of the small one left at all.

From above, though, there was a distinctive - and by now familiar - gloop. A moment later, the little station tumbled down from out of the ceiling, its little body curled around the projector set. It landed with a thud, but didn't seem at all bothered by the impact, sitting down with its legs splayed and the projectors cradled in its lap, turning its head to look and make sure that the not-wall was actually not there, and to locate Ollie on the other side of where it had once been.

Ollie stood there with a sword in the space of her hand, and the little station got itself up and walked over to the place-person, encumbered by the burden of the projectors. These it held out upon reaching Ollie, an obvious offering, and the small one opened its disconnected mouth and closed it a couple times, in its mimicry of the idea of eating. Evidently, the small one thought it was a good idea to get rid of these projectors, and there was no better recycling facility around than Ollie.

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[Spacebox] Missing Robots Jun 19, 2021 2:17:00 GMT

Post by Azra on Jun 19, 2021 2:17:00 GMT

The embodiment of rooms entered a room, the living place had managed to enter a new place to her. It wasn't a very exciting one, more machinery and pipes, not even the like strangeness of the station but just a place. It was hard to explain, but a cave opening was not a "living room" and a living room was not a "Iota room". At any rate the bird was found broken on the floor maybe alive maybe not. Though it's downed status did make the woman consider eating it. She supposed though Curiosity might want to fix it, business and all that. If the bird just fell though then something about the not wall might be to blame.

Likely other machines were down the halls having fallen their own ways. There wasn't any parts on the ground or scratches found. So then maybe it was partly do to the advancement of the machines or size? Her attempt to process it though was short swiftly wanting to turn to Curiosity. A concern that the virus or whatever may impact one of her people. Because that's what they were now, Curiosity and little Io they were her people. Her planetary inhabitants, at least in her mind. She couldn't stop the android from coming through but a concern was there, stopping the virus or whatever was vital.

Ollie knew plagues, new famines and disasters, she knew planetary extinction some might even say she was these things. She also didn't want to be uninhabited though a device was pointed out and the planet shard knew it must be stopped. Star like eyes looked there and tried to consider how to reach such a point. Io acted though, there was a gloop and then a fall. This Ollie didn't have concern for, pretty sure if the virus would target the station the issue would be much worse so the small station should be fine. Sure the fall was a height but she had her doubts that was an issue.

The projector was brought Ollie's way. Attacking it wouldn't be enough, she agreed with the mouth motions of Io. The metal hand of Ollie's would reach to take the projector nicely. "Is this enough to stop everything lost or is there more?" She figured Curiosity would know better then her, Ollie wasn't going to let it be studied though. To protective of her inhabitants she would almost immediately start to devour the projector. A screeching shearing sound of her biting down on it followed by what would sound more like melting and gulping down a drink. Because Ollie bit metal into chunks then sort of liquidated them.

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[Spacebox] Missing Robots Jun 24, 2021 6:30:01 GMT

Post by Katpride on Jun 24, 2021 6:30:01 GMT

The littlest station sank down, Curiosity’s hand falling with it. They look at the spot on the floor for a second before following the gloop noise up to the ceiling just in time to see Io reappear. Unconventional means, but quite efficient in achieving results. They take half a step forward, instinctively attempting to reach out and catch the small metal being, but then remember that it was unharmed by similar stunts in the past, and let their arms drop. They don’t really want to touch the projector.

The projection cuts out as soon as the projector is removed, and a few disconnected wires spark from where it was previously connected. Curiosity does a quick scan and finds that the strange, malicious code has also disappeared. Seems like it was all a product of the hologram. Perhaps she can study the projector and trace where the signal was coming from. But when she looks over, Ollie seems to have decided that the projector is the ideal snack. The stationling seems wholly in favor of this decision, as well.

“Yes, that seems to have stopped whatever that was. Good work, Little One, Ollie.” There’s a certain vindication in watching the projector be shredded and melted down into nothing. Curiosity approves. He probably shouldn’t touch the thing, anyway, even if it is deactivated.

After a moment spent watching the destruction with a pleased smile, the android steps into the large chamber, looking around attentively. This wasn’t on the map. It was probably made by whoever has been kidnapping bots, which means that this is a much larger production than they were anticipating. In for a penny, in for a pound, as the saying goes.

“Huh, so that is what it did,” she comments when she sees the downed bird. She makes her way over to it, unafraid now that the pressing danger of the hologram seems taken care of. Caution isn’t a normal part of her programming, rather something learned and quite recently implemented. The bird seems to have been shut down, so she picks it up off the floor, turning it over in her hands. It probably crashed as soon as it hit the code, and was carried the rest of the way by its momentum. Externally, it seems fine. Nothing for her to repair there. “Strange, I did not think it was just a kill code.”

Turning back to the others, the android continues to fiddle with the bird, activating a screwdriver attachment in his finger and using it to remove one of the exterior panels so that he can check the inner mechanisms for damage. In the tunnel behind him, another red light blinks on, and a tarnished silver hand reaches out of the darkness towards his back.

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