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 Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2005 10:35 pm
Zeno: *Watching Tyr head out, it didn't seem to much affect Zeno, what Tyr had said. Zeno already knew he was expendable.... but there was something else that bothered him, which was his reason for silence*.....
Zio: *To Tyr* Very well, Sir Himura. Lord Mastema will meet you at the base of the central tower.
Zio: *To Al* I have full security control over the citadel. Offensive and Defensive measures are left to me by default. Under normal conditions, I am also capable of teleporting objects and people from one place to another. I also control the energy flow to the barrier.
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2005 10:41 pm
Tyr- ::He didn't even stop to notice that Zeno was still in his lair. Obviously he wasn't worried about hiding the research he was doing. He would head toward the center tower in a oddly jovial fashion whistling the whole way. A rather cheery upbeat walk. It would be a strange sight for anyone that saw it.::
Al- ::He was amazed with all that he was hearing the layers upon layers of complex coding that had to be done to create such a powerful computer program. Albert also had a hunch that the program was directly built into the mainframe.::
You must be an intergral part of the entire setup then yes?
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2005 11:00 pm
Zeno: *He would linger in Tyr's lair for a while longer before departing to destinations unknown*
Zio: *To Al* The citadel is built around my design. I am the core unit which integrates all components of the citadel.
*As Tyr got to the tower, he would find Mastema not at the bottom of the tower. It would seem he intended to make Tyr wait a while before appearing*
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2005 11:01 pm
*Trilla would have to cover the entire alley before finding a brittle twig, at this point it was all that she had. Returning to the latch, the child would try to use the twig to open the latch. However after a little pressure is applied, a rather loud "snap" is heard as the twig, being brittle snaps and the end falls to the ground. With nothing to use anymore, Trilla couldn't get into the yard, so for now she was defeated*
Trilla: .__. | Hnn--
*A little disgruntled, Trilla hugs her teddybear close and starts down the alley to where she had found the twig. If she was lucky then maybe she would be luck out on something a little stronger and still have a chance. If not then she could always try again later*
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2005 11:05 pm
Tyr- ::He would walk up to the tower, and slowly pace around whistling using small cantrips of magic to entertain himself for the time. He didn't mind waiting, sometimes you had to wait, and a vampire had a long time to wait.::
Heh... I've got all century... I'm not going to get bored anytime soon.
Al- Yes... I see this is much as I would have suspected. Otherwise that array of ablilites would be way to complex for a simple program. You see you are not only the computer you are the program. Excellent indeed.
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2005 11:28 pm
You may believe you do, but even you cannot say how long you really have left to live. *Mastema chuckled before floating down from above Tyr* I understand that someone of your allegiance is at the barrier
Zio: My program is the combination of multiple efforts and components. My functions are facilitated by other means.
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2005 11:52 pm
Tyr- ::He shifted slightly, and took a few steps back allowing Mastema space to come down to the ground. He licked his fangs lightly. He chuckled a bit, it was true that he could die any day.::
Well I guess you could say Albert is my cohort... but really he is just s respected partner in my agenda's. You'll probably find him more fitting to the others around here then myself. That is unless you have some reason not to let him in...
Al- ::He nodded to the machine it seemed to make sense a complex cluster of machines would be needed to make most of his "abilities" possible.::
Well Sir Zio. You should be proud then, you are indeed a unique creation of high complexity.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 12:09 am
*Trilla was probably going to wander about in the eastern quarter of the citadel for a while. She was currently more to the northeast so she should avoid Tyrsias' lair completely. There was more to look at when you walked, so Trilla was seeing things she usually let pass right by, as she often ran from place to place. Meanwhile in the south, after several minutes to re-coup, Eecheb was back on two solid legs and wandering about again. After leaving the gym he had gone about two blocks before sitting down, and finally now he was on the move again. Eecheb was heading in random directions for now, but perhaps in a short time he'd just pick a direction and go. His feathers looked a little displaced, and there was probably a grain of sand or two within the fibres still, giving away that the boy was somewhere where sand was present. Of course in a place as big as the citadel, that could be just about anywhere, but Mastema would know, he always knew*
Eecheb: mad Yich!
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 12:11 am
*Mastema's foot would lightly tap the ground, and Tyr would notice that Mastema's other leg would be held slightly off the ground* Oh he has made his target quite clear. However, I believe you should have realized by now that I seldom have not so much reason as not to let them in as to let them in. You seem to have done well for yourself so far, save for a few incidents. Why should you need his assistance?
Zio: Pride is not part of my function. Emotions have been separated from my functionality as to provide objective aid. *It didn't seem odd to hear such a thing... except for Zio's use of the word "separation". Had Zio simply said it didn't have emotions was one thing.... but to say they'd been separated could mean something else*
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 2:42 am
Tyr- ::He shifted slightly. He looked a bit uncomfortable at the reason for why he might need Albert. There was much more to why he needed the elder vampire then he was going to admit to, but that would become more clear in due time::
He is an expert on technology, and biology... I've noted a few threats in the local area which I have deemed possible problems... I need his aid to complete the modifications on the virus... Work out a few details. I'm working to make sure the pests don't bother you to much...
Al- ::Albert had indeed noted the strange way that Zio phrased the response::
You then once had emotions Zio? It seems a great loss for you to be without them now, however I can see how they could be an obstacle to you being the best helper possible.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 1:41 pm
*Mastema chuckled* Ah so you have been breeding a virus have you. I should certainly hope you would not be planning any insurrection against the citadel or its inhabitants. I have many ways of making you regret such a malefaction. If so, then I should have no trouble by letting this elderly one in...
Zio: Your suspicions are adequate but not entirely correct. I have never been in position to experience emotions. *That statement and the emphasis on Zio of itself not having emotions was only further puzzling*
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 2:17 pm
Zeno: *After walking for some time, Zeno had come to the wreckage of a building which had collapsed at an unknown time. In the wreckage, Zeno found a very sharp piece of broken glass, which he picked up and examined. Curiously contemplating the small object for several moments, Zeno undid part of his uniform, exposing the metal of his forearm. Forming a fist with his free hand, Zeno dragged the sharpest piece of the glass along the underside of his forearm, slowly. After this act, Zeno examined his forearm and found but a hairline, if even that, of a scratch in his armor*.....Nothing. *With that, the piece of glass was crushed as if Zeno had been infuriated, before the bot left the desecrated grounds*
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 7:04 pm
*Still a little miffed that she couldn't get to where she wanted to go, Trilla started kicking little pieces of building debris or pebbles that she found along the way. There were about four of five pieces by the time she was down at the end of the next street. So far things had remained quiet, but anything could happen still. It was uncertain just how close Trilla was to Zenogais, they may have been less than a block away, or no where near eachother. Continuing to walk along, Trilla finally ran into something odd, a few brown jellybean shaped items. She didn't know what they were, but they went far when kicked. The items were just a few chocolate covered coffee beans, but what were thry doing there?*
Trilla: v.v | Hnn...
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 7:40 pm
Tyr- ::He adjusted his stance to stand a bit straighter, and looked in the direction of Albert for a moment. He then turned back to Mastema hearing him complete his sentence. He chuckled slightly::
Don't worry I still have use of you yet... I'll not be betraying you in any future I can perceive.
Al- ::He considered a great deal many things. It took him a few moments to even respond with a "Hmm".::
Well then Zio you have the capablity should they be implemented, however they have not ever been activated?
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 7:43 pm
Very well then... I shall allow your cohort access, but no more than yourself. *Mastema seemed rather indifferent on the subject*
Zio: *Instead of answering Albert's question, Zio made a different response* Your access has been approved. Welcome to the citadel. *A pass through the barrier would open, large enough for Albert to go through, easily*
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