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Subtlety was well and good.... against a sentient target. A program on a robot drone, using light perception? Také followed Corbin to the right, an electric laced fist drawn back and about to smack into the kids head....

"Pause simulation. Over-ride JH1."

It froze, as Jan entered and walked over to Corbin, bearing his weapons.

"My apologies sir, I believe you wanted these?"

Of course, Jan didn't know what had just happened, but he DID know a lot about the room. IF asked.

"Oh not really sir. You can't get hurt in here unless you fall. The drones use light, after all. Remember, the helmet is what makes you percieve a weapon. All I can see is a lit up drone."

Smiling, Jan handed over the weapons once at a time, and glanced at the screen.

"Ah, the Daemon. You don't really do taking it easy, do you? No, illusions sadly do not work in here. The coomputer is advanced, bu doesn't have AI capabiliies, let alone superimposed over a physical construct.

I HAVE acquired access to a pseudo AI, but we just don't have the ability yet to upgrade the TR. The technology isn't quite there."

Stepping back, Jan would spend the next twenty minutes showing Corbin the full scope of the TR's current abilities, AND programs, and registering him against the system under his own name. Clearly, he'd recieved instruction from Roan as he entered training levels for specific programs, one of which would allow him to access Také's progam up to level 7.

"Her Ladyship recommends walking before running, and preferably crawling before walking. She was smiling when she said it, sir."

Indeed, a mere look came from Jan as Corbin initially spoke. Stepping back, the butler shook his head as Corbin made demands regarding the program, but did as asked.

"Computer, reinitiate simulation at level 7. Twenty second delay."

And he promptly got out of the room.

The drone moved. Také snarled. The stance was no longer upright, but very slightly stooped, both wings open. The tail lashed. The air reeked of ozone. The air of amued civility was gone... and he was even faster. About twice as fast again as before.

No words. No warning. Just a sudden backfist aimed at Corbin, followed by the Daemon leaping inhumanly high as he soared up into the sky, the persistent rain intensifying HEAVILY. Lightning was now striking regularly of its own accord.

Level seven, was apparently MUCH worse. How much worse started to become apparent as Také's back arced and popwer surged on towards him. When it released.... heaven help anyone in the way.

"Incapacitating wound detected. Closing simulation."
"And lo, he ends up on his knees, as expected..."
"You're very cruel, you know."
"Tough love, thats all."

Smiling, Roan shut down the simulation and walked over to Corbin's crumpled form. The jolt that had done him in was less horrific than he'd percieved, but powerful nonetheless. Water was draining out of the room, and the drone was returning to its bay as she picked Corbin up, noting the flourishing bruise to his head, and the blood once again pouring form his back. Those two added to the level of shock the TR produced so as to be on fatal would be enough to send anyone to the infirmary, though for Corbin, it just meant a trip back to bed to carry on healing up.

"He'll learn when to take me seriously, and when not. Reset the sysem so he has to work up to level 7's from level 5 minimum. I'll let you know when he's practiced enough to change that.

... the system worked properly?"
"As always."
"Good. Tuck him up for the night. Im heading out."
"As you wish my lady."

"Sea shanties, while on land, miles from home forever.... optomism to guilt trip and back again with you, isn't it."

Leaning on the door jamb, Roan had a cigarette in hand and a slight smile on her lips.

"So. Does the weapon cleaning mean you've found an outlet for your memories, or is it just displacement activity?"

She didn't come in, staying just over the threshold, watching him.

Funny, that. You're late to the party then.

The spoken voice was unmistakably Nines' dry manner. He had been passing by briefly on his way out of the armory below, and had paused long enough to eavesdrop.

He was stood in the hall with a double handful of ammunition, clad in a plain shirt and jeans. He seemed...disinterested. Or maybe he was just fishing for trollbait. It was difficult to say.

That said, a new target would be in order, considering.

Nines waited, wordlessly, and listened to Roan offer further work. His response was a curt nod before he too was on his way. It would not do to attend a briefing in his current state; least of which because his hands were full. Thus he was off to his own quarters to deposit them before making for the ruby room.

The Ruby Drawing Room was usually Roan's media room, and not the most well suited room in the house to a briefing, but it was the one she chose to use, seeing as Jan had paperwork all through the main conference room relating to another topic.

A laptop held cables corkscrewed across the floor into the massive TV on the wall, where grainy images of a warehouse in Durem's outskirts was showing.

"Drug runners aren't the problem here, I saw to that. But I don't have much hold on weapons. Now, as you both know we don't really have much in the way of restrictions on armaments on Gaia, so I'll leave you to imagine the potential nature of the weapons these people are handling.

We believe the one in charge is a Tzimisce. I can't tell you what he or she or it looks like because it's a Tzimisce. We've confirmed a group of five working with it, and that the mortal element are thrall's. If only recently so, it may be possible to spare them. If they were brought WITH the group.... they may be beyond salvation and almost as dangerous as their masters.

Destroy the nest, bring me the hard drives from the computer in the warehouse office. Up to it?"

Smiling, she lit up a new cigarette and leant against the back of a long sofa she'd clearly been watching movies from at some point, considering the amount of DVD's scattered around it. Most, ironically, were horror or monster movies. Especially vampire movies.