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 Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2005 10:32 pm
~Global networking scan...warning scanner malfunction~
"Damnit! Link with long range GFN satalite, target planet and search for biosignature .92."
~Link established...scanning...scanning...scanning~
Hidjie's eyes slightly glazed over, or the one eye he had left, as small numbers ran across his vision. "Adjust vocal system, freq 41.5." Hidjie's voice screetched at first but came out very similar to what Hidjie once sounded like, still sounding a bit machanical. "Leave me aaalllllone Focht. 9-Lives isn't on thiizzzz planet anymore...where is she?" Hidjie's scanners were trying to lock onto 9-Lives, not Crystal.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2005 10:35 pm
Focht smiled.
"That you Hidjie? You look like sh*t....."
He turned alittle in his chair to see Hidjie better.
"9-Lives is dead...... I have been put incharge of the BC...."
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2005 10:36 pm
"Wazzz....Damnit!! Adjust vocal modulation, 77 by .24." Hidjie's voice screetched, too high pitched to hear for any normal human. When the loud screetch passed his voice was as normal as it had been before departing the Black Company. "Was Hidjie...anyways, when did she die?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2005 10:42 pm
Focht winced at the high pitched sound.
"Over a month ago...... What do you mean 'was'?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2005 10:42 pm
Andre's eye twitched as he heard the noises coming from Hidjie through his music. He opened one eye to look at the people gathered and exhaled deeply. He slowly got up and walked out through the door. Finding a tree he sat down and leaned against it as he changed the song on his iPod before relaxing.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2005 10:46 pm
"Hidjie, the organic humaniod, is dead. I am his brain waves sent through a complex AI system to appear to be him. I am Hidjie, in a sense that I think like him, but I am no longer human...I'm not even alive for that matter. Purely mechanized." He glanced over at Andre as he left the room, his infrared flickered to life as he tracked his movements to the tree. There was something odd...a fluxuation around this individual...Hidjie's scanners recorded and saved the data for further study. "How did she die?" He tried to sound sad, but machines were incapable of sorrow...his vocal systems did a well enough job of SOUNDING sad, but it was evident that he really wasn't.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2005 10:54 pm
"It was quick... she didn't suffer....."
Focht wasn't as computer savvy as he wished so he just nodded and accepted it as he yawned.
"So what should I be calling you?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2005 10:57 pm
"Hidjie, that's the only thing I'm programed to respond to." Standing up, the flames had extinguished themselves a while back but the scorth of Hidjie's body still remaind on the couch. "If you'll excuse me a moment, I need to have a word with Mastema regarding some issues."
~Weapon's check...alternateing biomatrix energy from unused source into primary and secondary weapons. Weapon's check...green~
A creptic smile managed it's way on Hidjie's half burnt off lips as he made for the door.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2005 11:03 pm
Focht didn't like what Hidjie had said but it wasn't his place to get in the way.
"Have fun......."
[edit]
After waiting awhile, Focht decides to go watch Hidjie and Mastema. He walks out, heading to the Citadle.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 6:50 am
*Inaluke gets up off the couch*
Inaluke:Hmm...Corlic sent up yoe, ah well..*Inaluke runs over to the kitchen and makes a large breakfast of pancakes and bacon, then wolfs it down*yummy
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 3:11 pm
*halus a large ebony table into the front room, then puts 6 chairs around the table, then sets all of the places, and sets up candles and put out a wine cooler, fills it with ice, and put in a bottle of chardoney and a bottle of chablis, then starts cooking up a large seafood dinner including smoked oysters, steamed mussels, catfish, samon, and scalops in pasta with fettuchini sause*
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 3:12 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 3:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 3:19 pm
(( eek ...ok sweatdrop )) *cali comes from her room and sits on the couch*
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 3:21 pm
cali..come sit at the table*Inaluke calls from the kitchen*im making seafood
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