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 Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 7:24 pm
Shenti sighed. "You're right." Every where was a trap. Nobody survived without the wave.
"Hopefully we won't get caught, and we won't have to leave." He voice was deadpan as she brushed her hair back with her fingers. "We've got the necessities here. Water, food...and power. I'll bring something home for you tomorrow."
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 9:08 pm
Devlon got up and approached her, putting a friendly hand on her shoulder and commanding the limited facial expression of the robot into one of comfort.
"As long as your careful, Shenti. We can take this one step at a time. I'm not ungrateful for what you have already done for me, I never expected to open my eyes again. But I need my freedom now more than ever. I'm glad I have you to help me" It was nice to know that despite the technological physiology, his humanity still coursed through his circuits.
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 4:06 pm
[OOC]Yea, I made a mistake in picking a support position... Now I have nothing to do. xd [/OOC]
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 1:44 pm
Tanasha [OOC]Yea, I made a mistake in picking a support position... Now I have nothing to do. xd [/OOC] ((I sorta wish some of the Gaia followers would post. I can only spend so much time talking about attacking something without attacking until I run out of words >.>;; ))
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:22 pm
Shenti looked down. Being comforted by a robot gave her a deep sense of irony, but at the same time she agreed with his outlook. Living this way was not worth it. Something had to give.
"Alright, I'm...I'm going to bed, then. Tomorrow I meet with one of my friends for lunch, but I can probably sleep in until then. Do you have something to do while I'm out?"
((The friend can be MR. CLONE, tanasha!)
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:31 pm
(I was thinking something similar, Tanasha could help smuggle the files out in the guise of transporting something internally. SHe could have shenti DL the files and then smuggle them out when she left and rendevouz later to pick them up?)
"Yea.." Devlon said with a touch of sarcastic humour "...wait for you to come back." His mechanical face contorted itself into something similar to a grin. "Don't worry, I'll find something to do." He added to talk any bite out of his good-humoured joke. Truth was there wasn't much to do until then...although he could start those calculations.
"Goodnight, Shenti, I hope you sleep well." Devlon returned to his chair and picked up a data slate. Internal processors and high amounts of digital memory had eliminated the use for writing things down, but Devlon made an effort to maintain the old habits of the flesh...
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:36 pm
Penden ((The friend can be MR. CLONE, tanasha!) [OOC]Ironicly, hiveminds suck at talking to themselves. They can do a nice chorus while singing to itsselves though. 3nodding [/OOC] Kai Karasurei (I was thinking something similar, Tanasha could help smuggle the files out in the guise of transporting something internally. SHe could have shenti DL the files and then smuggle them out when she left and rendevouz later to pick them up?) [OOC]Something to that effect, yes. The specific arrangements would need to be worked out IC though.[/OOC]
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:53 pm
Shenti pulled out a recent, rolled-up magazine from her purse and set it down on the table for Devlon before she went to bed.
(It can be any thing)
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The next morning-- er, afternoon-- Shenti prettied herself up for lunch. She didn't see many people now that Devlon was an outcast, legally non-existant being living in her apartment. He'd been her main buddy, and still was, but she couldn't meet with him in coffee shops any more.
So in an effort to appear as active as she had been before Devlon "died", and to keep herself from going stir crazy, Shenti had purposefully made friendly overtures to any one who seemed worth her time. She hadn't had to think that way since school, having simply kept up with her friends since then and only accidentally made a few more. Her newer friends were more like friendly aquaintances, bundles of aggravating possibility.
"See ya later!" she told Devlon as she made for the door. It felt good to be dressed up for more than work.
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 8:09 pm
although tempting, the magizine lay untouched all night, and was still where Shenti had placed it when she went for the door.
"Bye" was the quick response from the robotic statue that lay brooding over the data slate.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 5:16 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 7:15 pm
[OOC]I'm stuck in a reactive roll. I could have said there was an ad in the magazine for The Aggregate's services, but somebody would have to have read it in order for anything to be affected.[/OOC]
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 5:21 am
((Shenti reads magazines.... I thought the Aggregate could be who she's going to meet))
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 1:48 pm
[OOC]Then post walking upto/into the building or calling for more information. xd [/OOC]
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 6:45 pm
(I'm sorry for the wait, I'm sorta confused as to what services he would offer whee So I've had a block, and I was too stupid to ask)
Shenti was feeling entirely mischievous; her life was going to be on the line already, and things were about to get more precarious. Ergo, why not take another, smaller risk, one that she felt might tell her more about the world that was trying to kill her?
And so she answered what was to her a very strange ad for very mysterious services. An ad that made her think, who the hell needs that? Well, strange services for strange lives maybe. Perhaps there was nothing strange about the ad at all, and it was all in her head. The mind can play tricks on you when you're at a breaking point, and Shenti was.
Oh, hush, she told herself. This'll be fun.
Shenti blazed confidently through the front entrance and looked for a secretary to speak to. Her mouth opened, then she realized that she didn't know what the hell to say. Oops.
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 9:25 pm
The lobby of the building was spacious, with a square of simple concrete columns reminiscent of roman architecture separating the large central portion of the room from an outer band of normal-hight ceilings. In the center of the room was a box that looked to be for a receptionist in front of a simple pool and fountain. Overhead, there was an arched glass roof that sloped away from the taller wall behind the lobby and curved as it went.
Inside the room were cloaked figures milling about in silence, going into and out of different doors and carrying papers and things that looked important. In reality, they were simply carrying junk and walking around. It was the first say in business, and they hadn't had anywhere near enough contracts yet to warrant such traffic. It was all a part of a crafted appearance; people were buying into the mystique as much as the services, and style was important.
One of the few unencumbered ones detached from the mass and approached Shenti, as several nodes began searching public records to identify her.
"How may the aggregate be of aid to you, Ma'am?" asked the voice of a young woman. The cloak did a good job of obscuring her features, but not her voice. She sounded mostly calm with serene overtones, but there was a noticeable tinge of excitement.
[OOC]Soon, the hivemindedness will become relevant, and things will become... Interesting. 3nodding
As for services, they mostly work with information. They can poll people, they can retrieve information, they can research (In the non-R&D sense), they can act as secure couriers, etc... However, they have a system where they won't spy on people who use their services, and will let the customer know if people start asking about them. It's not an official and written policy, it's just something they do.
So if you, say, wanted information about the other factions (Perhaps how to contact them?) that would be something they could do.[/OOC]
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