Nodoka looks to Noel with a strong, piercing scowl. "Soraya, If you would have given me a second to process this, Maybe I would order them to stand down." She turns to Bride and Honya, and orders them to stand down using her hand.. "Brooks. Why is it that you're working with LIBNAV Sixth Fleet and running THP? I'd expect someone who works navy to spend their downtime in Liberty, not running a business in the Omicrons with clearly murky activities. I'd like to know this before we proceed - Furthermore, I am a woman of my word. If I mean you will leave unharmed in return for your compliance, I mean it."
"When I say "we travel fast", I mean it. When you can hop on the convoy bound to your buddy's place and it will cross all of Sirius in a literal blink of an eye, you find your travel options open up considerably." The nice young lady shrugs. "Besides, I'm Senior Staff. That title carries quite a bit of weight. You would be surprised."
She raises her glass again. "As for why I'm here right now, I grew up with these guys, or at least with Carpenter. I've fought and bled with champions to get where I am now. As far as I'm concerned, The League is my family, and I will spend as much of my downtime from my personal quest to have epic tales to tell the children I intend to have some day as I can with them. Does that answer your question satisfactorily, Administrator?"
She then bursts into laughter.
"Wait, you actually think... you actually think we're Omicron-based? We're not! Carpenter's just setting up his own place because he wants to support himself and a certain someone that the grapevine has it is pregnant already. But considering that he's neurotic enough to only order up those expensive Cambridge goodies for his hired workers (or, you know, she's getting cravings), it's easier for him to just whisper a few words in my ear to resolve the supply problem. And what he had to show for his efforts impressed me."
The Dark Lord tosses her hair just so and calmly sips her wine whilst the group moves over to the meeting room. These people might not be so bad after all.
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Nodoka does a heavy blink, surprised at the fact she's actually being compliant. "Mm.. I have quite a few more, but for now you have.. a bit of my respect." She turns to Marcus, only to hear her laughter and look back to Teresa. "Well, given the fact that the only installation we see you guys run in and out of is Kemmerer, and the fact that I've seen more Bustards and Serenities go in and out of there then Nomads out of Iota, it'd be difficult to say otherwise without seeing another installation." She returns her gaze to Marcus. "Lead the way to the Meeting room, please."
Mark Smiles and turns to lead their guests. "Alright ladies and the flamboyant gentleman over there, if you would be so kind as to leave your chairs here that'd be great. Cass, use two of the Droids to bring the Cooler with us, the rest stay here." As the group heads follows Mark, Seline moves next to Nodoka. "I apologize for undermining you like we did Hanamura, it's just... It felt wrong to jump the gun like that. We're supposed to be the rational group remember?" She whispers as to not draw attention to herself and Nodoka. Noel however moves next to Brooks. "I'm surprised that you're able to get this wine, the Kingdom isn't exactly generous to the colonies. From what I heard on New Tokyo we don't even send it to Kusari let alone a group that has ties with Liberty's Military." She asks, completely oblivious to what she just let slip.
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"You're better off not knowing." The villainess' calm whisper meets the ears of only the person it is intended to reach. "Actually, we simply acquired a dispensation to engage in commerce and loaded our ships down with Gallic goodies at the source. Or at least Willow did the legwork for most of it." Teresa, practicing the tolerance she preaches, continues the trip to the meeting room. She doesn't have a problem with these people beyond their possible infection, and even that is only a possibility. Now, if they were to offer her some glorious carnage, then she might actually like them, but small steps. Small steps.
"So this is the place you call home, huh? It's... roomy, I guess."
"Oh yeah, I guess your Bustards would be more focused on Cargo space and the Jumpdrives then living space. She's not as cozy as a Freeport, but she's a good place to relax." Mark responds to Brooks's comment.
The group arrives at the "Meeting room" Those familiar with Carriers of this model would be quick to notice that this is one of the traffic control rooms, almost all of the equipment has been removed and a round table has been installed in the center of the room. The windows give a beautiful view of Delta, Alberts has already taken a seat opposite of the doors, Tuvalu directly behind him giving an almost sinister image. "Welcome aboard my ship, please take a seat if you wish."
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"Yes, we are, but At least now we know they aren't going to blast us." Nodoka says as she follows them into the meeting room with Honya adjacent to her right, and Bride to the left of Mark as the latter take a seat. "Mr. Alberts, if you don't mind, I'd like the head of the table." She asks of him, only to turn to Brooks. "What exactly is TITAN, if you care to elaborate. I have more questions about the Intranet and a few other things, but I would like this answered, as I'm wondering what in Funk and Wagnalls you are talking about regarding this AI."
The three members of Senior Staff calmly await the horrified reactions as Elroy lays it out.
"I got this one, I'm the one who did most of the paperwork. TITAN is a chick with a great body but terrible attitud- Ow!" Almost as fast as it struck, Willow's hand returns from the back of his head to her magazine with its physics and common decency-defying images boldly displayed... to close it. "TITAN is a either a prototype terror weapon or someone's twisted ideal girlfriend. I genuinely have trouble telling myself.
There once was a fresh out of grad school biologist named Andy Burnett and a few friends, who pooled their money to form Concordia Research Group. Then Elroy found them and offered them the chance of a lifetime. Why is this important? Well, we also have someone on Senior Staff named Katt, on who Andy kind of developed a crush he couldn't really spit out.
I should have been suspicious when he started asking for blood samples, but this was a chance at immortality he was offering. I saw the numbers. We all did.
Actually, what the true intent of the project was, I'm not at liberty to say, but here is what you need to know." She takes a breath. " Last November, the Concordia's research team produced something they called TITAN. Our expert analysis revealed the following:
Its chassis superficially resembles Miss Katt Horizon, a Zoner who does work for us from time to time.
It can effortlessly rip through starship hulls to get at their occupants
We know this because it tried to kill me
I should have prefaced, it's omnicidal because it killed Andy in a fit of jealousy
Because he programmed it to "love" him and he shook hands with someone else in front of it
But also programmed it to kill stuff
Because we wanted a showcase of the future of supersoldiers
And in case that wasn't enough, he gave it the full suite of the experimental bio-processors that he was supposed to be showcasing
And also vastly improved its resilience. It laughed off capital-grade weaponry when we used the guns of Mama Brick in an attempt to expunge it.
So it's tough, it's smart, it's fast, and it haaaaates you~.
" Those last few words are said in an almost sing-song tone. Then the Dark Lord speaks up. "Unfortunately, we can't just make a "good twin" of it because it purged pretty much all the hard copies of the research in an excessively violent manner, killed all the people we had who knew how to reproduce it on hand, and forged a coroner's report stating that I died of autoerotic asphyxiation."
Teresa giggles. "I think the final death toll was around... a couple hundred, before we managed to contain it aboard Concordia, and shove Concordia to a far away place where we could find a way to put a stop to it for good without calling in outsiders, because those outsiders might get themselves killed in a greedy attempt to secure TITAN for themselves, and we'd get blamed for it.
So yeah, if TITAN says hi, don't go near it and call me. I will kick its ass for you. I've wanted a rematch for months now anyway."
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Nodoka is left slightly concerned, but continues. "So it's engaging in Psychological warfare and deception to turn us against you..." Honya chimes up. "Nigh-invincible, extremely aggressive.." Bride, finishing her sister's words, speaks. "And extremely intelligent, to the point it can engage in Electronic Warfare on the Neural net at a large scale."
"I'd say tampering with AI without caution like that is foolish, but It's not your project entirely. AI like me and Bride-san utilize a Artificial Neural Network that is relatively fixed in configuration, based on the Human Brain. From the looks of it, TITAN does as well, but using a self-expansive configuration, that encompasses numerous neural clusters, possibly in the trillions and growing infinitely, compared to me and Bride-san's average 800,000,000 Clusters. If using Quantum technology like me and Bride-san, it may be capable of, through quantum manipulation, allowing for self-modification without equipment, if the processing capability of such a AI is as high as I have stated it is." Honya says to the group, looking at them with concern.
"The Best case scenario is to lure it to a astronomical end-game entity such as the Razgriz Black Hole, or, if at all possible, barrage it with Thermonuclear munitions - NEMP-type warheads, would be most suitable. If such an AI is allowed to self-propagate its' power ad infinitum for long enough, It could, at a wide scale, sooner or later, be able to manipulate reality in a short-range area of localized space, and eventually the space around a entire star cluster, namely the Sirius sector."
"But this thing is strong, Bookworm, What if it finds the old concept of a wormhole being at the end of a black hole to be true? We don't need it being caught in a Black Hole only for it to, god forbid, end up ripping a new hole somewhere in New York." Bride says, questioning Honya's conceptual idea on how to deal with TITAN.
"Extremely Unlikely, sister. It would take immense quantum energy to retain sub-atomic stability beyond the singularity. At that point, Space-time ceases to operate properly, as well as the laws of physics also faltering. Unless it can somehow retain both a localized bubble around her that retains the laws of reality in a quantum field that is impervious to the immense sub-atomic collapse, it would inevitably be torn apart."
"And let's not forget there's also the possibility that once you cross Event Horizon You enter an area where all of the captured light and radiation are, in most theories stating it would atomize most matter that does survive the Gravity Well." Birdie states, entering the room and looking at her tablet. "However I purpose a second solution, the tried and true method of blowing the ever loving crap out of things with Antimatter ordnance... I seriously doubt that it's form can handle that slamming into her, Nova Torpedoes, Supernova blasts, hell! Ask Nerva to fire a few Heavy Mortar shots from the Unity and see how she likes that!" She then looks around at the group and chuckles. "She does raise a point, you say you hit her with Capital class weapons. How about Anti-Capital grade?" Seline asks Brooks. "No one's said it said yet, so I'll take the initiative. I'm sorry for considering what that AI said as true. Now with that out of the way! The only way I see things going is helping find a way to erase that thing from existence, if needed Harpy Squadron is more then happy to help with that." She glances at Mark and Alberts. Mark in response chuckles. "Well as long as the plan doesn't call for us to be meat shields sure. Might as well fight a localized version of skynet." He says jokingly.
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