*** [Hans.Von.Goben] lingering within ~light-realm~ / ‘ours’ inherited -knowledge- form ~lesser-lights~ / ‘ours’ -encountered- ~Lightless-Husk~ entangled with ~Shadow-Husks~ -within- the Radius of [Freeport-11] / ‘ours’ -gained- comprehension of ~Lightless-husk~ / ‘theirs’ -misplaced- mass within ~light-realm~ ***
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Hans.von.Goeben: U-huh...
Hans.von.Goeben: Aye
Hans.von.Goeben: A PRIME
Hans.von.Goeben: Hehe..."unwillingness" he calls it...
Hans.von.Goeben: So, for you two, one important aspect about humans...
Hans.von.Goeben: First of all, we do not act and think as a unit, like AI...*glances at Hunter*...or other beings...*back to AI*...
Hans.von.Goeben: So even if a lot of us want to live differently, the rest will continue this destructive path.
<PRIME>Antagonist: *Nothing*
Hans.von.Goeben: And secondly, there are actually a lot of humans already trying to live a better a life, so do not generalize us, please.
Hans.von.Goeben: Honestly? Different than us. You can connect your minds. You are cold logic behind complex camlculations.
Hans.von.Goeben: We have neither of it.
Hans.von.Goeben: *takes another puff from cigar*
<PRIME>Antagonist: *Nothing*
Hans.von.Goeben: Believe me...your kind does cause the curiosity of our kind as well, AI.
Hans.von.Goeben: As well as...other kinds.
Hans.von.Goeben: *There is almost an annoying, smug grin on his lips as he looks over to Carter everytime*
<PRIME>Antagonist: *Nothing*
Hans.von.Goeben: *the grin disappears and makes stage for a questioning look* ...lost squad?
Sam.Carter: *Looks with an evil face back at Hans, almost like he wants to blow that ship into pieces but something is keeping him from not
Sam.Carter: doing it*
Sam.Carter: "I feel like... you have a problem with... my presence here"
Hans.von.Goeben: *To Carter* Oh, come on...I do have not!
<PRIME>Antagonist: *Nothing*
Sam.Carter: "Why don't i believe you...?"
Hans.von.Goeben: ...now that is what I do not like...Firewall Infringement...
<PRIME>Antagonist: *Nothing*
Hans.von.Goeben: ...Oh, right! Ja, those I have seen...and encountered.
Hans.von.Goeben: *To Carter* Because I am enjoying mocking you a bit...?
Hans.von.Goeben: But on a more serious note...I will stop that now...
Hans.von.Goeben: Just...do not be so...hostile...towards innocent Freelancers like me...please. *No sarcastic tone in his voice*
Sam.Carter: *Pretends he didn't hear the last comm*
<PRIME>Antagonist: *Nothing*
Hans.von.Goeben: *He takes the last puff of the cigar and throws the glowing stump into the ash bin next to his seat*
<PRIME>Antagonist: *Nothing*
Hans.von.Goeben: ...oh, here we go again.
Sam.Carter: "Hmm?"
Hans.von.Goeben: AI is about to get shooty all over again.
<PRIME>Antagonist: *Nothing*
Hans.von.Goeben: See that, Sir?
<PRIME>Antagonist: *Nothing*
Hans.von.Goeben: ...
Hans.von.Goeben: Despite our little trouble, Mister, I suggest you to take cover...or run.
Sam.Carter: "Are you sure you wanna do that...?"
Hans.von.Goeben: Would be a shame if you get blown up...
Sam.Carter: "That if... he will be able to do such thing"
Hans.von.Goeben: *follows the two vessels with his eyes* Well...let the dance begin...AIs, grab your blue ladies and let's do this.
Hans.von.Goeben: *laughs shortly*
Hans.von.Goeben: *squints eyes nervously* ...oookay...? Glad to see you too...Nomad?
Hans.von.Goeben: *There is still decent Jazz music playing over the internal comms of the ship; giving this situation a strange touch*
<PRIME>Antagonist: *Nothing*
K'Hara|Erebus: *** 'ours' have -ultized- 'yours' cognative energy to -perceive- situation ***
Hans.von.Goeben: *quickly shakes his head* No, never saw one of these, Ai...
Hans.von.Goeben: *Hans sits there like in trance; still staring at that enormous Nomad*
K'Hara|Erebus: *** 'ours' interests -incline- towards 'yours' =current= lingerance within 'ours' ~Lightened-Realm~ ***
Hans.von.Goeben: U-uhmmm...that would be...
Hans.von.Goeben: *He hastely shakes his head to stop his frozen gaze on the Marduk* I mean...
Hans.von.Goeben: ...I came here for work...a private project, as you want to call it...
Hans.von.Goeben: ...only related to bio-engineering...I can not take the havoc in House Space when working on such projects...
Hans.von.Goeben: ...and since I know a few folks in this area, it is the first choice as a refugium when I need one.
<PRIME>Antagonist: *Nothing*
Hans.von.Goeben: *glares over into the holographical comm channel with the AI* Indeed they have...
K'Hara|Erebus: *** 'ours' bare (wonder) to yours [Project] -directives- ***
Hans.von.Goeben: *Hans sighs* Well...I am working on some new parts for augmentations of the human body...*he seems hesistantly while speaking*
Hans.von.Goeben: ...so nothing your kind has to worry about...Sir.
<PRIME>Antagonist: *Nothing*
Hans.von.Goeben: *The glare changes to an annoyed expression* Why yes...you win one free Terabyte on an USB stick when you tell me -
K'Hara|Erebus: *** 'yours' -description- towards [Gender] futile / 'ours' have ~communed~ with ~lesser-lights~ ***
Hans.von.Goeben: - what they are waiting for.
Sam.Carter: "Interesting conversation..."
Hans.von.Goeben: *coughs* Why...sorry, Nomad...just trying to be...polite.
(Privately to Hans)K'Hara|Erebus: The nomad would seek to burrow into hans mind for any note of intent of ill towards the nomads.
Hans.von.Goeben: *For a couple of seconds, Hans sits there like turned into ice; not even breathing*
Hans.von.Goeben: ...guh...
Sam.Carter: "Well then... i shall mind my own business now..."
Hans.von.Goeben: *Looks angered* Was that really necessary now to turn my brains upside down?!?
Hans.von.Goeben: *rubs forehead and looks over to the AI* Yes...?
K'Hara|Erebus: There would be no responce. it had left.
<PRIME>Antagonist: *Nothing*
Hans.von.Goeben: *Hans leans back and sighs deeply* Need a load of Aspirin for that...
<PRIME>Antagonist: *Nothing*
Hans.von.Goeben: *frowns and gives the AI a questioning look* Sorry...what trick...?
Hans.von.Goeben: ...if you mean that bloody mindf*ck that big Nomad just give me...it felt, and still feels, real, and not like a trick...
Hans.von.Goeben: *sighs again* Hm...definatly...feels like it wapred through my neurons...*closes eyes for a moment*
Hans.von.Goeben: *Hesitates a moment before answering* ...I don't know, and I do not need to know, since I am pretty happy about that fact.
<PRIME>Antagonist: *Nothing*
Hans.von.Goeben: *lofts eyebrow; still having a painful expression* What do you mean...? Attracts...?
<PRIME>Antagonist: *Nothing*
Hans.von.Goeben: *lays down forehead on control console* Ugh...let me guess...you also research the Nomads...
<PRIME>Antagonist: *Nothing*
Hans.von.Goeben: *shortly looks up* I mean, you do research Nomads...not also...uhm...*lets head fall down again*
Hans.von.Goeben: ...nevermind.
<PRIME>Antagonist: *Nothing*
Hans.von.Goeben: Ah, okay...
Hans.von.Goeben: ...we did not invite them over for a tea party on porpuse as well...
<PRIME>Antagonist: *Nothing*
Hans.von.Goeben: *Gets up again and leans back* ...sounds like you are collecting information.
Hans.von.Goeben: Very well...
Hans.von.Goeben: *rubs head* Safe skies, then...I bet we run into each other again...
Hans.von.Goeben: The universe is a small place, after all.