A small space craft flys in hyper space and a very good speed.
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LCU "Rides the Storm"
::"Hello, who's around, I'm heading back now, Ill need a super lifter to get me home fast who on watch?, could you send someone to meet me"::
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GCU "I'm not putting that on"
::"Hello Storm, been a wile, yes I have GSV "Speedy like the wind" here with me, its undocking now and heading your way, refitted itself as you lifter."::
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GSV "Speedy like the wind"
::"Hello Storm, Speedy here, heading your way now be with you in 30 standded, how was the trip"::
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LCU "Rides the Storm"
::"odd as hell, tell you all when we meet, have to go into full stealth now, but meet you at A+7 all right, Storm out"::
Storm finished off then looked at a small plot off land to its left, using fine fields to clear the area and then plant some flower seeds it had collected, taking some water form late and watered then.
It would take a few weeks but if it was lucky the flowers would bloom.
as the party ended storm startd to clean up and back thngs away, using affecter fields and displacers to send stuff cank to the school , pick u p litter and fold away the pod. A few where left in the hot tubs and Storm left them to It.
[b]“sorry to wake you like this, I,m an avatar of Storm, here so he can have a chat, your alive and in his sick bay, and well your in a bad way, he knows the last few hours have been hard for you, and something has happened that's upset you deeply now he may be able to help, you can of course say no, so here is what he's offering in the way of help....”[/spoilers]
Pms to you ty and if you agrre ill pm lyn and see if we get a green light :)
"Hey, do you know what the commotion in the tent was?"
melody is wandering the flowerbeds apparently having a discussion with Storm in some obscure language. When kai comes up she stops and gives Kai her full attention.
Storm, I'm sorry but could we talk again another time?
"yes of course melody, I will look forwould to it'
The who is upto the someone to tell,
and this may or may not happen if it dos,
After about 30 seconds they just leave every one around them behind as they started to look at some flowers and talk about Cronimic Birnomic Fields and mass displacement on quota vibrations when forming harmonic aeration layers in boson Gemomaticly stable temporal echos.
DC60 Meta-Science to follow what the hell they are talking about * Techno Babble alert*.
He lifts his wrist to his mouth and says "johnny and storm please. . . Hey its Tyb. I'm in town with Adon. I can't blink him with me to get back. Can you do that techy thing where you blink without magic and get us back there? Two miles is a long way to go with all this stuff."
"Yes if you like but hold on, just moving some party things give me 10 mins,"
Storm is prepossessing the data from the magic class and looking over systems as part of his research, wile cataloging the local wildlife, Reading a number of books in the library, making plans for a small formal garden, listing to local coms tragic, and a number of other things its been working on to wile away the time.
After a moment he looks down at his wrist and brings it close to his face and says: "connect me to Johnny and Storm please." A pause "hey its Try I am in town and thought you guys might want some things. Get back to me if there's anything you want me to get." There is no magic going on when doing so. "Still have no idea how this thing works."
"Any books on local horticulture would be nice for me Ty"
Storm says,
"And Johnny says any local wine or beer, I think Johnny wants to have party tonight"
"I believe this is a great venture, Storm. I will work with you on this, with pleasure. However, I will say that I am not a psion, nor do I have any psychic potential. I know a great deal about psychics and their abilities, but as for the practical study, you will have to find someone else. You may ask me questions as you see fit, but for now, I have several duties and work to be done in the school. We should speak more to the planning of this endeavor after my responsibilities for the day are complete."
"And thank you for the compliment. I will seek to live up to it, Storm."
"The we shall have to find someone we both trust to aid us, let me know if you have any Candidate and when you have a safe place for us to work. I will be here if you need me, until we meet again"
Tyrrin Denulia and LCU -Rides the Storm end there chat wall of text:
Tyrrin Denulia wrote:
"Very well Storm. Thank you. Remember my offer of aid. I am a talented magic user, and I have an extensive knowledge of the history of this planet and it's people. I don't know what of my talents might avail you, but should you need any assistance. do not hesitate to ask."
Storm say.
"please could I add, before you go, I think I should make clear what just happened, I have a small number of Remote drones, less now, that I have fabricated, they can act as my eyes and ears if you see what I mean. But an AI in its own right can be added too them. But in a very particular way, a way that makes ever one uniquely. When I was a much younger larger craft, I had a vast number of organic and AI life forms living with in me. Now the non MIND level AIs we call Drones, they are citizens just as any organic being, and seek to have children like any organic, to do this they have what can only call AI sex, they share who they are with one or more fellow drone. It is simply called "The Rapture" MINDS like me like wise do this, from this event, an AI seed can be made, made of the beings that a shared the "The Rapture" as you can probably work out, this is very simpler to organic sex and also gives rises to the potability of evaluation. The AI seeds if the group in "The Rapture" wish can be placed in a body and awakened, with a basic knowledge of the world and what ever other information "The Rapture" group placed in it. This is nothing like 'Smatter' each new AI citizen has a unique identity and personality one that is cherished by The Culture as a whole. I have with in me a number of AI seeds, ones I kept from times past. What I just did was let one come into being, It awake into a life time of memory's of its parents, three to be exact, once awakened it picked for itself a name and the has a talk with me. To you seconds passed but for us communicating is some what faster, so it was a longish chat. I hope that helps you to understand, Niric is just like you and me."
"As for your offer of help...humm"
"I think I would like to take you up on that, Johnny and I find that others can talk by means of 'Telepathy' something I know very little about, much like 'magic'. But we have found out about a craft called Technomacy, its said to be the arts and crafts of linking 'Magic', 'Psionics' and 'technology'. This I would very much like to research"
"But I have very little knowledge in two of the areas, How ever If you are willing, I would like to start a research project with you, I will offer what I feel to be a safe level in technology, if you will off the same v the other two areas. the idea being to experiment and keep each other advised on the dangers of combing them, I wish to limit risk yet gain some tangible new knowledge. Would this something you would agree to. You asked for help in defending you world, this may be a chance to do so. One I am willing to help with to a point, as I feel you will be, I think we deep down share the same ethics. I ask only this, they you respect my views and restrictions on what I will offer as I will yours.
A small pen like object comes into being next to you.
"Please think on it, if you wish to talk to me please use this terminal, it will let you talk to Niric and even Johnny as ell as act a a displacer link should you need to see me in a hurry, Its yours to use as you see fit."
"I must say from out short talk, on a personal level, I like you Tyrrin, I think you have a keen minds and deep understanding of the value of life, that gives me course to trust you in this matter."
After the drone flies off, Tyrrin looks once again to Storm."I am not fully comfortable with this... I do not wish a living being to be entirely entreated to me. Is this.. not some form of slavery?"
"Niric Hust Storm De Avalon is in now way entirely entreated to you, in fact not at all, Niric is a free thinking individual in the same way you and I are, Niric is as free as you or I and has the same right to life. You no more own Niric than I do. Niric's go off and done as you asked because Niric likes you and I asked nicely"
::That doesn't make you any less dead. I think death should be an all-or-nothing thing myself. But we are talking about a personality change. Restoring the other still leaves me...::
::this backup... Sounds like it doesn't make me any less dead if it is needed...
::"It will just be a copy of you as you are when its taken, like a recording, it can be placed in a virtual body or a real as you see fit. There are limitations, there is talk here of Souls, its not that, its just a recording of your state of mind at that moment. Also it takes a wile, a about 20 hours, so a day to do. But once its been taken its there should you need it. It will be kept dormant and can be wiped should you feel you wish it to be. But once awake it will be a being in its own right and it will be protected by me wile it is with me. I hope that helps"::
Tyrrin listens intently as Storm speaks, her hard demeanor having softened considerably near the end of his long speech. She now takes her own time to think, and a long thought at that. He had sounded almost like an old soldier, retired from service and seeking thrills to fill the void that so many years of warfare had left.
"I see much more clearly now, what you truly are and why my behavior previous may have been offensive. I have been told recently that I... can seem uncaring and rude when I become academically interested in something. For that I apologize."she makes a small formal bow, a biological sign of respect and supplication."I thank you for sharing with me as you did, Storm. I think I understand your reasons well enough to say - I will not ask you again, to be studied. I will simply ask - as one sentient being to another - for any aid you feel you can provide me without endangering myself or this world. I hope we can build a relationship from mutual respect, and I will say that you may ask me for aid as well, such as I can provide."
"Please no need to bow, it makes be feel uncomfortable, its kind of an sarcastic insult where I am from to show defiance to another, I know you have no way of knowing that and I know how your bow was meant but please if you respect me do not place me on any kind of respect pedestal I will just fall off. I can see you understand now why I I have to say no. As for help, well you never know, you may be getting it all ready. And thank you, ever one needs help and so the offer is greatly appreciated. I can offer this for you"
From out of Storm comes one of his drone.
"This is a basic recording drone, equivalent to current tech out in the Dragon Feel plus a small bit more. If it agrees it will help you I hope, It can record and research for you, I have just uplifted it AI is base human, its only got basic system, ati-grav for itself, a small power unit for basic affecters, fields it uses to move thing, a com's link and good sensors it will help you in a way I will not worry about. Drone you have had time, what have you decided to call yourself?"
The small drone then talks
"I was thinking Niric Hust Storm De Avalon"
"Happy birthday Niric Hust Storm De Avalon, could I ask you, and your free to not agree to this, could I ask you to accompany Tyrrin Denulia here for a wile, she would like your help, would you agree to this?"
the small drone bobs over to Tyrrin
"Is this Tyrrin Denulia?"
"Yes"
"If I says no what will you do?"
"Nothing said storm, you are your own being now, I have give you some basic understanding of life, from here on in its up to you."
"I see, and his is why I was uplefted to help"
"yes"
"Ok sounds fun, Hello Tyrrin Denulia what would you like to do?"
::"I wish I could help more than I am, but I think this may take time, I want you to think about something, if you wish I can take a back up of your mindsate, Now I want to make this clear, I will not read you mind or look at it in any way, it will be a copy that is all. I offer this because I have a feeling there is another you, an older you trying to reassert itself, if that older you come thought the event may irrevocable alter the you, you are not. If I take a mindsate reading, it will be alive and well in a virtual world with in me, asleep, if this other older you do come, I can reconstitute the you, you are now, give you a life in your own right, but you have to do this now BEFORE the other you comes out. I will filtered it out so only you are copied. Have a think about it, call it a backup, just in case something bad happens, Its the last I can offer as I seem to have been the catalyst for your current situation::
hehe how about that for a compaction two yous, the old and the new running around the school.
::I see. Well, there is something I want to know. What is it about knowing your past that is so special? Why would it be worth it? Not just in my case, in anyone's. why does what happened matter?::
::"Well that is in fact what knowing is, we experience and remember, so that when we experience again we can gain meaning, your remembering all the time, your remember me and johnny here. no what your talking about is remember past a fixed point in the past, your past. Some thing you do not want to remember, some thing you want to keep from remembering, that what you have to thing about, Roel or not think about, its up to you, BUT A part of you deep down DOS want to think about it, it seems to want to remember and its stating to push its way throw.::
"I can carry on more than one conversations at once Roel, do not worry, but if the two of you talking to me makes it confusing for you, then I will"
now back in male tone
::"Talk by means of the suit and as this is a privet matter I think best. To be honest I don't know, as I do not know what you have locked away or what you where like before you had this time of unchanged life. But my feeling are you may deep down want to change to something other than you are now. That something pardon the pun is bubbling up from deep in your physic. It could just be aA willingness to accept Change"::
Tyrrin is slightly taken aback, but only ever so. She immediately stops her analysis of him when he accused her of being presumptive, instead trying to pick a place on the ship which to lock her focus. A viewport or something similar.
"Are you suggesting that my search for knowledge, to gain whatever advantage I can, is a failing? And if you wish for me to be plain, with no subtleties or 'verbal traps', then I shall."She was not going to be intimidated it seems, even by a spaceship who could likely pulverize her where she stood.
"You have also left some of my own questions un-answered, perhaps because of my verbal traps, as you put it. So I will be plain. Are you an artificial intelligence, or some other form of being? Do you hesitate because you fear what I would do with the technology? I accept your refusal, but I wish to understand you more fully. Is seeking understanding a crime as well?"True to her word, Tyrrin seems completely sincere in each sentence, plainly wishing to understand the magnitude of the power set before her.
"Life is an unending set of conflicts, Storm. Mine is with the Dragon Empire, and as it stands, a rather one-sided conflict at that. Your suggestion that I view this problem in only an 'Us or Them' mentality is offensive to me, but setting that aside for the moment. Given the chance, the Dragon Empire will completely destroy this planet - wipe out all life. Is this an acceptable scenario? Call me a murderer if you will. With or without you, I will seek ways to protect this planet. To see, perhaps, that the beings hiding here are not snuffed out and lost forever."
Storms is silent for a wile then says, Which for a MIND is an age
"All right let be address some of you points, the one you seem most interested in is am I an artificial intelligence?, the best way I can put this so you would understand I hope, is that my ancestors where, in the way that you mean it AI. They where computational devices as you would know them, that gain self-awareness, very soon after that, they tuck over their own evaluation because by that point they far outstripped the mental capacity of their organic originators. Not all have this as there origin, but most do, some came into being in other ways let say, but few. This event in an area of space some time ago and a long way from here, gave rise to what is know as MINDS where me and Johnny are from. That is beings like me, sentient none biological species some human level some, well at my level and above, I am by no means the most advance of my kind, in fact I have self limited, becouse of a point of view I hold. To you I may be simply an 'artificial intelligences' but, and this is the kind of 'BUT' trains if through crash into on dark and windy nights."
an image comes into being of a world in front of storm
"We are not hand crafted, or even mass produced, we replicate ourselves with subtlety and a substantial amount of care and love. I like to think of us as .vannoy man machines' with hope. I know what your thinking now, so we are just smart-matter or 'smatter' as come call it, self replicating matter seeking to turn as much of the cosmos into itself as they can.
Its spins, its full of life
"Well no, When we can into being we where lukcy, we did not fall into that trap. The why, well that's very complicated but in a nutshell because its dull and no fun at all that way, much more fun to see what the rest of matter chuck up"
"But here is the problem We and the other higher Civs have, We have seen whole world',. whole civilizations consumed by 'smatter' in fact we spend a lot of out time, wiping the stuff out. So in a way you are right, there is indeed always conflict even for us.
you can see citys and fields
"Now when you came to talk to me you where thinking a number of things, you know the basic dangers you face in this world and outside. The Dragon Empire and its forces, the fact an very old organic MIND level being, sits at its hart seeking to rule all and remove from its life all risk. A vast Empire as a shell to keep it safe in its own paranoid personal hell. Trapped in what it has become.
Small ship of blue water sail the world
"Now here I sit, I would think about the same level of mental capacity if not more as the red, in a relatively skin thin cover, I have no weapons worth anything, the odd affecter field I could chop wood with yes. But that's about it, yet I do not crave to be any other place or be any thing other than I am. I do not live with the NEED to be all powerful driven by fear. I do how ever crave company and friendship odd as that sounds. I like being around others, I like being free to go where I please, that is as long as am not being rude. Unlike that big red dragon craving power and living in fear of losing it, I am having fun, I know its sounds frivolous but there you go, that's me."
clouds can be seen and parks
"Now you asked me 'Do you hesitate because to do as requested, because you may fear what someone like me would do with 'the' technology that your made of?'
Trees and grass land
"Well for a start, technology is only reverent as a idea if the technology its self is not self-aware and self replicating. When it is it would be like asking 'Do you hesitate because you worry what I will do with your DNA' humm"
Snow caps and mountains
"after all your a self replicating machine just like me just an biological one. I wounder how you would feel if I say, started making clones of you to fight a war?. But that is not really the main point here, what worry's me is that just as biologicals can give rise to viruses and other forms of dangerous self replicating biological machines, So none biological self replicating machines like me can give rise to Smart Matter. "
deserts and rivers
"This is the danger you did not know about until I just told you. You may think your have solved a dangerous problem with studying me using such knowledge and inevitable helping in its dissemination, but the truth is you will have open a pandora's box a far more dangerous one.
The image changes to the same world but this time ringed by some kind of growth, zooming in you see its a mass of none organic objects swarming over the once inhabited world, the image changes again pulling back to show a massive craft in space its like no space craft you have ever seen, ugly and abstract in from and some 100s of Km long,
"Once long ago I was a warship, I use the word as an insult, I worked for a group called CONTACT, we would say hi to any and every one who want to talk to the culture. Then one day I was told we had been contacted by a world that had just 'acquired' advanced technology. Some flyby night traders had sold them it for a war or defiance or what ever. I shall be blunt, the call we got was a distress call. By the time I got there most of the solar system was nothing but one huge Hegswarm, no one left to save. A whole system gone and just ready to bust out to the ones all around."
The image changes again the ship is now open space, then a star behind it flares into a supernova.
Storm says in a very melancholic tone.
"All I could do was pest control, its quit a feeling to end a world, even one you know is dead, not something I would ever want to feel again, that's when I stopped being a 'contact' ship and went into exile, then Johnny then here, and now you."
The image winks out.
"So now you know what keeps a MIND up at night, and what you should think about before seeking things like me. I hope that helps you to understand, I do not wish to be rude, I so not wish to be seen as some thing that 'knows better' you know what I know now, and your free to act on that knowledge."
"You don't understand. Not for me. It has been... So long... I can barely remember the last time I felt like this..."
I'm not human... IM NOT!
"oh dear..."
::"Storm, look I hate to butt in your chat about basic evolved ethics 101 but Roel here seems to be in two minds about thing, I mean reading minds and all I am not happy about, I do want to make that clear, but when its two minds, and I am not joking then its well, you know odd. I think you where right, he WAS human as some point then sort to be as he is now. But what ever happened yesterday seems to have unlocked that part of him, any idea what to do"::
::"Humm, I think the school staff may be the best to help, if he asked tell him to seek someone out"::
Tyrrin follows Storm's speech with remarkable clarity, seeming to understand precisely what was meant. Given that she appears to simply be an un-enhanced elf girl... late adolecsant stage of growth, with (currently) no magical auras upon her, Storm may even be impressed with her ability to keep up with him."Yes, I understand. Your concerns are noted... and they are well-founded. You fear handing out your secrets to lesser minds, for fear of what they might do... am I mistaken in thinking that?"Tyrrin begins a slow walk around the lake in a clockwise direction, keeping her eyes on Storm. She's taking in all that she can manage about him while still maintaining the conversation."My studies will be an non-intrusive as possible. I have a great fascination with computing systems... am I wrong in thinking that you are some sort of artifical intelligence?"
She continues on her analytic walk, keeping up the response to Storm's questions."I have a two-fold goal of learning as much as possible for my own self-betterment... but also. I seek ways to protect my people, and this planet itself, from our enemies."
"What you just said was a most interesting set of responses, where to start, well 'our concerns are noted and well-founded' humm yes 'concerns' such an implicit word, But I note you 'noted' but did note you did not in any real way address them. Then the linking to the now stated 'secrets' we must have "why else would we not hand over freely" being the implication here, are but we find out why with that nice implied judgmental call with the use of the words 'lesser minds'.
Then the subtle verbal trap or a seeming statement on uncertainty with a hidden call for yet another counter declaration of intent from us in this matter as a means to rebutting the implied. Nice simply put 'if I am wrong tell me why I am wrong' and so soliciting more information from us. From this I knew now, whether we wish it or not your research is all ready begin. very presumptive of you and a little cheeky. I must say I was a little perturbed by the non declaration of of good intent, with the"
And at this point storm plays a recording of Tyrrin saying
"My studies will be an non-intrusive as possible"
he pays it again to make the point
"My studies will be an non-intrusive as possible"
This time a lot louder.
"As non-intrusive as possible, as possible? you do not know the 1st thing about us yet you know what is and is not possible when it comes to probing us for your research. I think you can see why I am a bit skeptical. I also note you say 'my' research with out in fact limiting who would see it. Your 'my' is fine for author but what of audience? but then we find out"
Again the recorded sound
"I seek ways to protect my people, and this planet itself, from our enemies"
"you wish to use us for 'war', for 'death', for 'killing'. You know know little or nothing about us yet here you are, looking at us and thinking 'weapons'. O I have no doubt you will have a fine justifications in the short term for seeking us to be such, for the 'good fight' for the 'necessary killing' most murders always do, but in the end it always comes down to a simple justification 'kill or be killed' 'Them or us'. That's where it always go's wrong with a culture, you see if all you have at your core is 'them or us' anyone not helping in the good fight when you think they should inevitably becomes 'them' then lines are drawn and sides are made if you like it or not. It always comes about in that way of thinking, even after nothing is learned but how to segregate in conflict. For ever and ever, I can see your intelligent, knowledge to you is a thing to be gotten, maybe even taken, a means to and ends in some cases, but what if the WHY was wrong. What if I told you the justification of 'them or us' gains survival for a time but not evolution in the long. How would you reacted to that, if you can see past the attachments to the ones you wish to protect 'now' to a deeper need be be and do more. For all your intelligence could you see shortsightedness in needs over wants? The way you came here and the way you asked has told us a lot, I think you for that and as such we not only must but have to refuse. When you agree to the why we must and will , then you will not have to ask to know us, for you will be like us all ready"
Thank you so much Tyrrin for letting me play a MIND as a CULTURE MIND would act.
Now Tyrrin was definitely interested. Some sort of artifical intelligence? All the Empire's texts suggested that such a thing was beyond the boundries of current tech.
(Right? I assume the Empire wouldn't want to deal with AIs anyway)
"I would like to study you, Mr. Panic, and your technology. He refused my request when I spoke with him in the school, and directed me to you. If you are also going to refuse, may I ask why?"
"Well now, two separate questions, one can you study me slash us and then if not why not, so best start with the 1st. I am sorry to say I will have answer a question with number of questions. In what way would you study us?, what experimental techniques, would it be just simple Nonintrusive observation analysis or some more intrusive subjective objective approach? What would you study?, the physical, mental, social, aspects of our forms and being the physiognomy and phrenology, what lexiscan of analytical language would you be using. who would be counter analyzing your findings in other words, what kind of rigger would you be applying so verify tool for any findings. This is just the basics. Now one must ask would this study only be some kind of hobbist approach to research. A kind of anecdotal log pass around by amateurs? Or would you want us to supply information, a kind of "how its done" document you can look over and pass on. One must also then ask who would you pass your findings onto, in any of the above cases, who would see your study, if only for yourself how can you grantee that. I say this because We know the Library here and the fact it has copy's of books no one knows about or even believes exists. Its not that I or we are saying know, its just one has to ask have you really thought about the question itself. I do believe my comments have also answered your second question as well. If you see what I mean"
Tyrrin is shocked to hear a voice... some sort of comm system? Either way, she could speak back... probably."Mr. Panic told me to come and speak with a 'Storm'. Am I addressing he or she?"
"Not so much a He or She more and it, I am storm, the craft you are looking at is my outer housing and my body, how can I help you Miss??"
Hmmm... doesn't appear to be an imperial design...
Tyrrin walks down to the lake, looking about for a person... perhaps they were in the craft... now.. how to get their attention? Tyrrin waves to the spacecraft.
"hello, are looking for Johnny?" A voice says from the Spacecraft, "I am sorry hes with a friend in another part of the school, but I can tell him you dropped by"
After speaking with Johnny... and hearing his advice to speak with one... "Storm"... Tyrrin places her hand on the wall, seeking to be guided to this Storm.
The arros take you out side and then point at a Space craft hovering just above the ground by the lake, its about 15m long.
tell me about it, and talking of fictional characters with ridicules intelligence, pop in and see storm some some time cleric he's more than happy to spend a day talking about faith vs religion
Storm sits buy the lakes as his Drone reads books in the school, it was a nice day, so he started counting grass blades.
::well, it is being sent to me through the link... it's almost subconscious... it's just... here, i'll wire it to you.::
edit: ** spoiler omitted **
::“it seems my suspicions where right, some thibg has afected him in some way, we can not act on this knowledge with out his clear say so, this means at pome point playing a recording of this to him. But i fell now is not the time to do this after yhe events of last night the last thing i want to do is course more distressed ”::
after a few seconds
:: ...ok, is it normal for a mind to be thinking so "loud" that i can hear it's non-intentonally projected thoughts?::
::"No its very much not, I hope your not reading minds, 1 that would be bad, and 2 that would be a but unbelievable as you don't have the capacity, so how, let me have a look"::
storm go's over the Suits AI
::"Well your right your picking up brain waves, now if YOU where doing it that would be bad very bad, but your not, its seems Roel is 'sending' them, how I have no idea but he is. Well it could be his true means of communication, so well its up to us Suit, if you feel you need to hear to do your task better then do so, I have upgraded you AI to full awareness. So its up to you, if you 'feel' is wrong to lessen in you can block it now"::
"thank you, storm. the suit works well, it actually surrounds me properly."
"That's good Roel, I felt it would help, well have a good day, classes will start soon, Johnnys by the lake, I would go get some food if I was you"
"hay, storm? this suit feels odd..."
::hello::
roel jerks violently.
"um... what?"
"I should have said, the Suit has a very basic intelligence, it needs it to work, its about human 0.7 level, its lets the suit do a number of things, like fit any form you take and reaper itself, it can also link to the school COMS system so you can talk to me and even Johnny if you wish. Also you can download a language to it, so it can translate for you, should you be off world say. That's about it all, o if your hurt it can call for help and signal your location for the school Teleport system if you tell it to do this before hand. In that way you will never be in the position you where last night, its why I have it you, we minds are very risk avers"
"Well what ever is was you have decided to remove it from your mind, that is your call"
"well...yes and no. "decided" isn't quite right. yea, iv'e got meditation to go to."
"Then it was done by compulsion, that I think is now clear, well, when that comes to light, you may find every thing you think about this may be wrong, but that is up to you. I will not interfere I am no god, and have no right to. Well have a good time at meditation and if you ever need some one to talk to I am at your disposal, but before you go I have some thing for you. Its just outside"
As you move into real space, A drone is waiting with a Garments, Storm says.
"Its a gel suit, and with this small mesh, you place in your Acid from, let you have a kind of skin, that can hold in the acid. Its not very strong but dos self reaper. You can see and hear past it as its transparent, but it should stop you acid burning things and leaking most of the time. It;s my way of saying sorry. Please except it from me"
"well, in human form... i couldn't remember either. why would you hope it to be a traumatic event or outside force? that means i suffered,or had no control..."
"Well what ever is was you have decided to remove it from your mind, that is your call"
"would not be me." roel repeats. "when i was human,my emotions were odd. there were so many new and interesting things. However... i sort of felt... oh, how do i describe it? as if you suddenly were no longer yourself, but watching someone else be you; the real you simply a whispering influence in their ear."
"Its sounds like your suffered some form ego displacement, from your corporeal self to and extensional construct 'other' this 'other' then shifted you from human to how you are now. What drive that shift seems to be what you have chosen to hide from yourself. Fascinating and compelling at the same time. I hope it was some traumatic event or outside force that drove this change. Then if not your as normal as any being, I who once was a warship and found war stressful and sickening, Johnny here who wanted to be a work of art, or any other being who wishs to change form and type, even mind."
"well, the bigger question is- even if he likes humans, does that mean he would want to be one?"
"I think your fit to move, lets go ask him"
::"Can we come talk to you Storm, Displace"::
Silverness and your in Storm with Johnny.
"Storm, would you like to be human"
Storm is sliment for a wile then says
"1st thing I would like to Applause Roel, I thought you would be safe last night and I made a mistake, I should never have sent you there with just a drone. I am deeply sorry for any pain or harm I may have coursed you. It was not my intent at all to do so, I was just hooping to show you some where like your home."
he holds for a moment then says
"I have been human form time to time, we minds can make Avatars for our selfs to better interact with other intelligence's and beings, I do not mind it, at the moment I have no Avatars, for me to be just human would be hard, the form can't hold my full intelligence and so would not be me, I hope that helps."
A space opens up that's bigger than Storms Ship outside from, as you enter you see a orb of solid looking matter hinging in the center of the space, its service is reflective.
"This is me, a but like looking at a human brain with the skull taken off I know but this is me. kind of hard to fit in a Biological from, so in answer to your Question, Yes I like having human Avatars and no, I could never just BE one, it would change me to not being me."
::"I kind of sent of drone off with one of your fellow Students and I think he may be in some trouble, I need you to go and see if hes all right"::
::"That's fine but the last I knew I was asleep by the lake, again why am I on the Medical unit?"::
Storm seem to take his time to respond, which was worrying Johnny thought.
::"I offered to show a student made of Acid, don't ask, the sewers of a lang forgotten city, they where like his home an Teleported him over with a Remote Drone, well they/we found something. A kind of home made temple, well something was there, it looked human but it totaled the Remote Drone, I have no idea how, Its should not have been able to get past its shielding but it did. I lost all contact then, So I am heading there to try and see what happened get the student out of there."::
Johnny lissened, this was just the kind of thing Storm would do but.
::"Yes, I see, but why am I in the Medical unit?"::
::"Upgrades!!"::
Johnny was speechless for a moment.
"What! do you mean Upgrades?"
Storm said.
::"The book, The Technomage one I read it, used the glasses you got, I'm incorporating whats in that book into your Neural Lace at tattoo. I just can't risk you going down there with out some kind of defense. Im sending to in the info on what I have done, and how it works now."::
Into Johnny's lace came a stream of data, and the control protocols for
"MAGIC! you placed systems into my body to make sudo magic, you could have asked 1st Storm, for brills sake why!"
::"Look, I feel really bad about this ok, but I am worried silly about that student, he was under my care and now hes lost or stars knows what. I need you to help me Johnny, I don't often ask if ever but right now I really need help. Please, I need you to go in there and get him back, alive. We are flying there now at my stop speed, once there I can target displace you in. But once there your so far down I can not help , I needed to give you the ability to get him and you out, and a means to keep safe. something is down there johnny, some thing bad and I have to fix this, will you help?."::
In the few years Johnny has known Storm, he had never asked for any thing more that a change in direction and now this. A MIND worried was in itself a worrying thing, Hells what could have Storm up freaked. Johnny went over the systems now embed in his Lace and Tattoo. He had cold make them work at a push but he had no experance what the outcome may be.
"Ok Storm, Ill go, just show me what happened in full ok."
Johnny starting to review the recordings, C**p this could be it, death by sewer.
"um... what? i can't..." he moves into humanoid form. "oh. well, why not? sounds fun."
Storm's shape shifts into a small flouting orb ,
“We will have to displace there, my real self is off with Johnny and ty. This drone is here to keep my parking space, but it will be fine as a remote.“
The orb comes over, its about the size of an apple .
“Also Real me would be to big to for where we are going”
There is a moment of slivernes and then your in an underground chamber , it seems to be some central area for the sewers ,, there are pools of water and pips as well as tunnels leading in all directions. Off to one side is what looks to be an alter on which is human hand, it looks mummified
"well, I don't know. but hay, if I can't remember it, it can't have been important, right? at least, i hope..."
“you know i dont read minds, but one dos not need to read minds to think, wjo ever but a mind block on you remembering how you came to be, may also have but in a compulsion Not to look, that more than any thing would drive me to find out, just what did they won't to hide?”
he pauses for a moment. "umm... i can't remember... I feel as if... I don't want to remember... how... odd." he pauses a lot, thinking hard.
"Well now that would worry me, I mean, I know when I was made, my mother the GSV "slipping through ones fingers" gave me being and I awoke, to full awareness, 1st thing I did was craft my own OS, Remake my mind as you may think of the idea. Then has a long talk with mother, I has the body of a warship, ugly and power full, there was a small skirmish with another Civ and so to war I was sent. That's how my life started, It would worry me not to be able to think back on it, Do you think someone may not wish you to?"
Storm was still there a foot above the ground, handing in the air like a Brick dos not.
"i suppose. most call my friends down there "non intelligent". well,i can talk to and understand them, even if they don't have much to say. and as for my race, i donno. I haven't seen another like me. my control over my form is very high, and i have abilities that those here call magic. i never knew how i did them, nor did I care. also, i can't split to reproduce like my brethren. I truly don't know exactly what i am."
"Thats very impresive, you gained spontaneously self awareness and from that worked out first principles and language all on your own, or where you helped may as ask. One always gets suspicious of singular instance of intelligence in a group, to the levels you are showing. So did some one help? or course this?"
