Session 2 12

Kali looks less than pleased to find Zinda at the door. She pointedly tries to look like she's not seeing Zinda, and peers over the Oldzieyan's shoulder. "Dakka! What a pleasant not-surprise. I take it you want some private time with Abraham too?"
Abraham: "I am so popular today."
Dakka does not immediately reply, trying not to get between Zinda and Kali. It appears the rumors of his self-preservation instincts are not entirely unfounded.
Zinda Tegram moves to the wall and lets them have their reunion.
Zinda Tegram: "You can take this one."
Kali steps back, out of the doorway. "Come on in, Dakka."
Dakka somewhat nervously steps around the ladies and enters.
Once past them, though, he quickly steps with broad paces up to the soon-to-be-Admiral and sweeps him up in a mildly crushing hug. "AbraMAN! Good to see you again!"
Spyboy runs a quick signal scan of Dakka.
Dakka is perhaps the polar opposite of Kali. Plain, ordinary human, with just a few comms as one would expect of any officer.
[OOC] Abraham: Read that as 'just a few commas'
Zinda Tegram glances at Kali. "After you."
Abraham: "Good to *erf* see you too, Dakka."
Kali almost subsonicly growls, locking eyes with Zinda as she departs.
Then, once in the hallway, Kali hmps and turns up her nose, showing Zinda her back.
Zinda Tegram imitates Kali's sickeningly sweet grin when they lock eyes.
[OOC] Spyboy: Subsonics! I knew it! It's a robot infiltrator!
Dakka releases Abraham once Kali is gone. "Alright, close the door and let's get to business."
[OOC] Abraham: Zinda! She is taunting you, saing that you won't even attack her if her back is turned! PROVE HER WRONG!!
Zinda Tegram steps in and closes the door.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Nah. Kali already knows which of us will win in space.
Spyboy does a quick sweep to see what bugs Kali left behind and fries them.
[OOC] WC GM: Communications check.
Spyboy rolled up 4dF: + + - + (Base: 4 Total: 6) ((MG) Communications)
[OOC] Spyboy: Why, thank you, Chessa!
Zinda Tegram sends a memo to Geoffrey to make sure nothing touches Sterne Lanze. And to make sure the ship wireless is off.
It's like dandruff, the bugs Spyboy finds. Then again, he senses that might be part of the point. He is reasonably certain the room is secured now, though.
[OOC] Abraham: Now that's what I call a communications check.
Geoffrey texts his compliance; his team is returning to the hangar.
Dakka: "Alright, so. Crest Corporation. I heard they were pulling something in Mu Cephei. I take it you've tangled with them by now?"
Zinda Tegram: "They're hiring Oldziey units."
snickers* "So THAT'S what got Kali so riled up."
Zinda Tegram: "That was probably just me, actually."
Dakka looks Zinda up and down. "…oh. Sorry, didn't notice at first. Micro-g, right?"
Zinda Tegram: "Yeah. I'm the Knight you hired as an instructor a few years back."
Zinda Tegram: "I believe we met on the flight in."
Abraham: "Yes. Do not crush her Dakka, it would be rude."
Dakka: "Of course not. Anyway…hmm…oh, RIIIGHT, that instructor. You came well recommended."
Zinda Tegram extends her hand. "Good to meet you in Person, Admiral."
Dakka shakes her hand, gently but firmly.
Zinda Tegram nods.
Dakka: "So, Crest Corporation. You found their op in Mu Cephei?"
[OOC] Spyboy: His version of 'gentle but firm' crushes her tiny bones.
Spyboy: "One of them, sir."
[OOC] WC GM: That's exactly what he's trying to avoid.
Dakka: "You think they have multiple?"
[OOC] Abraham: Eh, it's just a hand. Didn't bother Luke to loose one. In fact, afterwords he was called 'Cool Hand Luke'.
Spyboy: "Would they not, sir?"
Abraham: "Without a doubt."
Spyboy: "The whole point of a corporation is to do what one person cannot."
Zinda Tegram: "Their means of operation were really damn odd."
[OOC] Abraham: Nah, it's to make money without any responsibility.
[OOC] Spyboy: Which one person cannot do. Duh.
[OOC] Abraham: One person can be a corporation.
[OOC] Abraham: Barring any new laws in BSC.
Zinda Tegram: "Having two squadrons of Oldziey fighters on hand, seizing Lago space habitat materials to build a barely disguised super-laser?"
Zinda Tegram: "In Mu-Cephei?"
Dakka: "I was hoping they only had the one operation in there. Believe me, it's not their sole operation - not even their main one."
Zinda Tegram: "Do you have a motive?"
Abraham: "It's honestly the 'barely-disguised' part that bothers me the most."
Dakka: "Like someone wanted you to notice?"
Zinda Tegram: "Well, they sure didn't make the deployment subtle."
Zinda Tegram: "But then, OK, so you remember the disguised asteroid turrets we used against you in your invasions?"
Abraham: "Like someone wanted to frame Crest. Or Crest wanted to create resonable doubt if it ever came to court."
Dakka nods. "You've got a good head there, Abraham. My thoughts exactly."
Spyboy: "'Would we ever do something this spectacularly incompetent' sounds like a very weird defense strategy."
Dakka: "BUT one the courts might buy!"
Spyboy: "Tragically true."
Dakka: "Remember, even now they think in credits, not lives."
Zinda Tegram: "I do have another piece of information that suggests they weren't framed."
Dakka: "Oh?"
Zinda Tegram: "The men I brought here used to be hired by Crest. Their testimony was that they were hired out as mercenaries by Crest."
Zinda Tegram: "Obviously it needs looking into to make sure they weren't duped, but either way it takes a fair bit of money to get groups like Skull and Cape squadrons to stop fighting each other."
Dakka: "Iiinteresting. I'll have my men get statements from them. Thanks."
Zinda Tegram: "Actually, I can get one of them in here now if you're amenable."
Dakka shakes his head. "This is for me, Abraham, and his close crew. Private briefing, y'know?"
Zinda Tegram: "Sure."
Zinda Tegram takes a seat.
Zinda Tegram: "How serious do we think Crest would be about a power grab?"
Zinda Tegram: "Fire their super laser on the Shipyard, move forces from Aldrin into Armstrong, and try to isolate the forces in David from the rest of the confed logistics."
Dakka remains standing for now. "Very. I can't go over everything that's happened out in Grissom and White right now, but…let's just say, hmm…you'll be doing a tour of the systems, right? Do include Aldrin."
Abraham: "Right."
Zinda Tegram: "White? Isn't that just a bunch of old ruins?"
Dakka: "And make sure to show the flag in Colins."
Zinda Tegram: "What's even out there that they'd care about?"
Dakka chuckles. "'Just'? Oooh boy, the research really hasn't been making it out yet."
Dakka: "It's preliminary findings, but we THINK…we MAY, POSSIBLY…have found what's left of the Nephilim homeworld. One of them, anyway."
Spyboy: "Whoa."
Spyboy: "Wh- whoa."
Dakka: "This is of course Top Secret."
Dakka: "And it's preliminary. We're still doing tests - this could be a red herring."
Abraham: "That… that is /interesting/, if it turns out to be true."
Zinda Tegram: "Huh."
Ingenue: "[!]"
Dakka: "Quite. Especially the 'one of them' part."
Zinda Tegram: "One of our techs think she might have a counter to the Nephilim cloaking technology, if it'd help."
Zinda Tegram: "So, the nephilim aren't one race then?"
Abraham: "That doesn't surprise me. If they have FTL, and are even able to wage war on us, it's pretty certain they have colony worlds. And to any colonist, their world will be their home world."
Dakka: "They're one race *now*, but they may be an amalgam."
Dakka: "The end result of somethinig that happened when…well, near the beginning of Kilrathi history was near the end of theirs, except they're still around."
Zinda Tegram: "Well."
Dakka: "Had the Kilrathi gotten a few thousand years head start, they would've been swept up in it. Then again, the same goes for us - but we weren't as accessible."
Zinda Tegram: "So. Any word on why they're only causing trouble for us now?"
Dakka: "Plus, we had an even later start, but we got going faster."
Dakka frowns. "That…is both simpler and not."
Dakka: "On the one hand, we're 'interesting' now. We understand science and jump points and so on."
Dakka: "On the other hand, their motives…well, they do not appear to be exactly genocidal. More like, incidentally genocidal with a heavy dash of active pushing toward that end."
[OOC] Abraham: So just like humans then.
Dakka: "While you're traveling around, I'd like it if you could look for clues to this. We suspect that cloaked Nephilim may have infiltrated many systems."
Dakka: "Possibly all of them."
Dakka: "Hopefully not."
Zinda Tegram sits down.
Zinda Tegram: "There's still one piece of the puzzle we haven't talked about."
Dakka: "Which is?"
Zinda Tegram: "They seem awfully interested in Admiral Wenser."
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Derp was already sitting. XD
[OOC] Abraham: That's because Wenser is interesting. He understands science and jump points and so on.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Pfft.
[OOC] Spyboy: I'm with Abraham on this one.
Abraham arches an eyebrow at Zinda. "So do you."
Dakka: "Explain?"
[OOC] Spyboy: Although I do find it interesting that Zinda automatically trusts Dakka.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: She doesn't.
[OOC] Abraham: get along !== trust.
[OOC] Ingenue: She just doesn't seem to hate him. Give it time.
[OOC] Spyboy: She's sure given him a lot of classified information.
Zinda Tegram: "In the recent battle, Nephilim fighters were swarming the shuttle that ostensibly carried Wenser."
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Nothing he wouldn't find on his own.
[OOC] Ingenue: Gotta give'm rope to let'm hang themselves.
[OOC] Abraham: I really should get around to classifying information before Zinda gives it out…
Zinda Tegram: "Looked like a primary target to me."
Dakka: "Trying to take out the commander. If they knew that was the commander - or otherwise guessed it was a VIP."
Dakka: "I might have ordered the same, in their place."
Zinda Tegram: "There's one other thing."
[OOC] Spyboy: If she talks about neutrino comms I may shoot her.
Zinda Tegram: "That tech I mentioned that found the sensor? She found a data crystal. We're not totally sure what it says yet, but…"
Zinda Tegram: "The one word in English we -can- read is Wenser."
[OOC] Abraham: If she does, you'll have to outdraw me.
Dakka blinks. "Now THAT is interesting."
Dakka: "It could be a coincidence…maybe."
Zinda Tegram: "And he always seems to be around when they show up. Did you know we met him in Mu Cephei?"
Abraham: "My theory is it's something of ours translated to Neph, and Wenser just doesn't translate."
Dakka: "Mu Cephei? I…I was pretty sure he's been in Armstrong for months."
Dakka: "When was this?"
[OOC] Ingenue: brb
Spyboy blinks as a thought strikes him. He glares suspiciously at Zinda.
Zinda Tegram glances back at a Spyboy.
Zinda Tegram: "I'll let Abraham take it from here."
Zinda Tegram: "Something wrong Spyboy?"
Abraham: "Yes indeed. Your subtext is deafening."
Spyboy: "We can discuss it later."
Zinda Tegram: "Sure."
Abraham: "Anyway, I believe that Wenser is deliberately laying false trails because, as Zinda said, the Nephilim always seem to be around when he shows up. Or think he's going to show up. We'll have to find out why they are so interested in Wenser. As opposed to Kali, me, or you."
Zinda Tegram: "My point precisely. Thank you."
Dakka: "Well, you're not an Admiral *yet*. That will soon change."
Dakka: "Kali's been dealing with Oldziey. But I would be a more logical target for them to focus on, if they focused on one of us."
[OOC] Ingenue: back
Spyboy frowns
Spyboy: "What do you mean by 'dealing with,' sir?"
[OOC] Abraham: It turns out that the Nephilim don't really care about Wenser at all. They're just going after Wenser because Zinda is.
Dakka: "Containing. Incurring into. Attempting - and failing - to persuade, by force if necessary."
[OOC] Spyboy: One of the worst problems with IRC is that it's impossible to tell when a player is passing the GM notes.
Spyboy: "Ah. Thank you, sir."
[OOC] WC GM: It's not a bug, it's a feature! :D
Dakka: "By the way…and this may be another red herring…how's your particle physics?"
[OOC] Abraham: Not really, all it takes is a little spyware on the GM's computer. But that would be wrong.
[OOC] WC GM: *has been paid IRL for cyber-security work*
[OOC] WC GM: Good luck getting spyware on my systems. :P
[OOC] Spyboy: Okay, wrong and extremely difficult.
Abraham blinks at that. "I'm a little rusty, but I think I remember the basics. Why?"
Spyboy: "High energy I'm okay with, but I'm too sane for quantum physics."
Abraham: "Quantum Physics isn't so bad, once you realize what your senses are telling you isn't reality, but a model you can comprehend. Lovecraftian, but there you go."
Dakka: "High energy. We've had reports of increased neutrino flux here and there recently. If you're travelling around anyway, maybe you can pick up some data for our labs to play with."
Spyboy: "Huh. Which systems were the reports in?"
Abraham: "Does it have anything to do with their cloaking technology, do you think?"
Dakka: "It could be. And…well, enough reports that we might as well scan all of them."
Dakka: "Mahavier, for instance, hasn't had any but no one's looked."
Abraham: "I see."
Dakka: "I first noticed them in White; we thought they were leaks from Chandley. But the direction keeps seeming to point to or through inhabited areas."
Dakka: "I dunno, someone giving off neutrinos? Ha! Next they'll be saying we've got radioactive mutants. This is real life, not science fiction."
Spyboy: "It could be a sign of Nephilim cloakers, or it could be something we just don't understand yet."
Zinda Tegram: "What about Mu Cephei?"
Abraham: "Any neutrinos given off by radioactive mutants would probably be ignored in favor of… other particals they are giveing off. Or so I'm told."
Spyboy: "It'd be hard to pick out a distinct neutrino source in Mu Cephei with that dying sun."
Dakka nods. "There's been a high neutrino flux recorded since we started measuring. Heck, Prime's been bombarded enough that it registers as a source."
Zinda Tegram: "Huh. Go figure."
[OOC] Abraham: The planet, not the autobot, right?
[OOC] WC GM: The planet. If the Autobot is present, you are not yet aware of it.
[OOC] Abraham: He is a robot in disguise.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Speed the scene up? Iunno.
Dakka: "Hmm. I know a science guy who might be a good fit for you. He's here on Armstrong. I'll have a word with the governor - though he'll probably be assigned as a social cover."
Zinda Tegram: "Thanks."
Dakka: "Therapist or something." He shrugs. "Like any of you would need one."
[OOC] Spyboy: Note to self: don't trust the guy Dakka is having join us. He's clearly a spy.
Dakka: "So yeah, those are my main requests. Neutrino flux, find out what you can about the Nephs, see if you can gather more intel on Crest."
[OOC] Abraham: I'm sorry, who are you again?
Zinda Tegram smiles. It looks sorta cruel.
Zinda Tegram: "Sounds good."
Dakka: "You got anything for me? If not, ceremony's in a couple hours."
[OOC] Spyboy: Why, I'm YOUR spy, obviously.
[OOC] Abraham: Oh. That's so comforting.
[OOC] Spyboy: That said, I'm not Zinda. I don't trust people because they look me in the eye and shake my hand.
[OOC] Spyboy: Politicians do that.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: I barely told him anything sheez. xD
[OOC] WC GM: Notice that Dakka has not looked you in the eye and shaken your hand yet. Only Zinda's.
Zinda Tegram: "Nothing."
[OOC] Abraham: Because Zinda's the spy. Zinda is Wenser.
[OOC] Spyboy: That would explain a lot.
[OOC] Spyboy: It would leave even more unexplained, but hey.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: [Shit. Umm.]
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: [OK everyone gets the torch!]
[OOC] Abraham: If Science isn't giveing you more questions than answers, you are doing it wrong.
[OOC] Ingenue: […]
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: [Except Optimus Prime.]
[OOC] Spyboy: [….]
[OOC] Spyboy: [Well, not like I wasn't on her list anyway.]
Dakka looks at Abraham expectantly.
Abraham: "I think that about covers it."
Dakka: "Alright. Good day, then." He looks around as he walks out. "…oh, and I wasn't going to say anything, but that statue of a kid? Just a little creepy. Like she's watching me."
Zinda Tegram: "It's just our new Data Analyst."
Zinda Tegram: "They're harmless."
Dakka: "…"
[OOC] Abraham: Mostly Harmless.
Zinda Tegram: "Come on, kid. Say Hello."
[OOC] Spyboy: I think I really am gonna shoot Zinda.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: I'm just fucking with you now. : D
Ingenue: "[….is previous request to keep identity hidden rescinded?]"
Spyboy: "[No. Ignore Zinda for the time being.]"
Dakka: "It hasn't budged an inch since I came in here. If it ain't a statue, that's one *really* disciplined kid."
Spyboy: "[Well, ignore her instructions.]"
Abraham rolls his eyes. "Zinda, what have I told you about teasing admirals?"
Zinda Tegram: "Hehe, sorry."
[OOC] Abraham: All right, now give Dakka a hug to show you're sorry.
Zinda Tegram slaps Dakka on the back.
[OOC] Ingenue: Eh, close enough.
Dakka chuckles. "Heh. Y'almost had me believing you for a moment."
[OOC] Ingenue: …bring the human…./closer/…
Zinda Tegram: "Oh, yeah. Can you put in a good word for Kali for me? I think I can solve your Oldziey problem, but I'm worried she might get in the way."
Dakka: "I'll try, but don't expect it to do much. Aaanyway." He stretches, then rolls his neck as he walks through the doorway. "I'll see you at the ceremony." And closes the door behind him.
[OOC] Abraham: This /should/ have been the halloween episode.
[OOC] WC GM: It's the episode closest to halloween. Good enough?
[OOC] Ingenue: It still is! Every month should have a Halloween!
[OOC] Abraham: I know who runs filler themes…
Spyboy: "I never thought I'd say this, but you are way too trusting sometimes, Zinda."
Zinda Tegram: "I barely told him anything."
Zinda Tegram: "The Nephilim want Wenser. Wenser was at Mu Cephei. We have that data-cryst. We have those Sensors. And I tried to Socialize the kid."
Zinda Tegram: "Besides, I need him to like me."
Abraham: "No. You have potentially driven a wedge between the top ranks of the confederation. Potentially you have helped the Nephilim more than you would have with a direct assassination."
Ingenue stirs. "[Room is clear of listening devices?]"
Spyboy: "Yes, Ingenue, as clear as I can make it."
Zinda Tegram: "I think he needed to hear it."
Spyboy: "Mind, that's a window over there, so we're vulnerable to laser mics, but hey."
[OOC] Ingenue: ….breaks window. Problem solved, right?
Zinda Tegram: "Between Dakka and Wenser?"
[OOC] Abraham: "Mind, that's a broken window over there, so we're vulnerable to ears, but hey."
Spyboy: "So I'd say expect Admiral Kali to hear everything we say anyway, but I don't think we can get away from that planetside."
Abraham: "Yes."
Abraham: "Or rather, between Wenser and everyone who isn't me, and I don't count yet."
Zinda Tegram: "I doubt it will be an issue."
[OOC] WC GM: <Kali from a hidden speaker> "Hey! I do not…okay, back to pretending I'm not here now."
[OOC] Abraham: "Kali, learn from Ingenue's example, please."
Zinda Tegram: "Dakka's not the type to jump to conclusions."
Spyboy: "And where do you get that from?"
Zinda Tegram: "Call it a hunch."
Spyboy blinks
Zinda Tegram: "Can't you tell?"
[OOC] Spyboy: "She's been going behind your back, Abraham. Be careful."
Zinda Tegram: "That man's way too damn old for something like what I've said to drive a wedge between him and Wenser."
Spyboy: "No, but he could use it for an excuse."
[OOC] Abraham: That's true. He was around back in 40K.
Zinda Tegram: "If anything, he'll probably just ask Wenser why he doesn't trust him next they meet."
Abraham: "It also means he will be watching Wenser, even subconsciously, when he should be looking elsewhere."
Spyboy: "Unless accusing Wenser of being a Nephilim spy was the tool he needed to declare a cluster-wide civil war."
Zinda Tegram: "I seriously doubt Dakka will be the spike that starts a civil war."
Spyboy: "Just because he looks friendly doesn't mean he is a friend."
Abraham: "Not Dakka Zinda, Wenser."
Spyboy: "And there's another angle to consider. Crest."
Spyboy: "We don't know who the Crest mole is. It could be Kali. It could be Dakka. It could be Wenser."
Spyboy: "But if it's Dakka, you just told Crest that Wenser's a mole."
Spyboy: "Which means that it's Crest that ignites the civil war."
Spyboy: "Or just assassinates him."
Zinda Tegram: "But Dakka can't support Crest."
Zinda Tegram: "Because Crest knew about Wenser being in Mu Cephei regardless of what I said."
[OOC] Abraham: He could if they promised him they'd bring out a new eddition of 40K.
Spyboy: "Unless they didn't tell him, or he pretended to not know."
[OOC] Abraham: That was called /acting/ children! Bravo for me!
Zinda Tegram: "Or, if Dakka was deceiving us when he acted surprised, then we gave him no new information."
Zinda Tegram: "Either way, if Dakka supported Crest, he'd already know about Wenser's activity in Mu Cephei."
Abraham: "Honestly though, I think Zinda would have told him anything if it meant he didn't hug her."
Zinda Tegram chuckles.
Zinda Tegram: "Besides, I did something else too."
Zinda Tegram: "I gave him enough information to go and -do- something."
Spyboy: "With no idea of what he wants to do."
Zinda Tegram: "That's why we need him to do something."
Zinda Tegram: "We didn't give him anything risky or that he wouldn't already know if he was a problem to us."
Zinda Tegram: "If Dakka supports Crest, then he'd already know of our activities at Hotel Cannon."
Zinda Tegram: "If Dakka supports the Nephilim, then he'd already know of Wenser's activities in Mu Cephei."
Zinda Tegram: "Besides Abraham."
Zinda Tegram: "In the long term, such a wedge is good for us."
Zinda Tegram: "Isn't it?"
Spyboy: "Not really, no."
Zinda Tegram ignores Spyboy and focuses on Abraham.
Abraham: "It's good for the Nephilim and possibly Crest, depending on exactly what they are after in the long term. Not so much for Orzy or us."
Ingenue pauses, offering a narrowed glance at the window, then finds paper and pen and starts writing, offering the note to Zinda with a tug on her sleeve. It is a rather long note, written in a rather small font.
[OOC] Abraham: Long, and small font, but it's 'You idiot' repeated eighty thousand times.
[OOC] Ingenue: Shush you! Puny human.
Zinda Tegram glances down to read the note.
Zinda Tegram: "Thanks Kid. You did good."
Abraham: "Of course, I'm probably giveing Crest too much credit for having long term goals beyond 'money'."
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Does Nue have hair?
[OOC] Ingenue: Yes. Long, blue black.
Zinda Tegram tussles Ingenue's hair.
[OOC] Abraham: Hair. Wires. No diff.
Zinda Tegram: "Well. We'll see how this turns out in the long run, but if you want to be more tight with our information on Wenser, then go ahead."
Zinda Tegram: "Oh, yeah. You'll want to see this."
Zinda Tegram passes Abraham the note.
Abraham: "At least until we definitively know where he stands."
Abraham takes note. Also reads it.
[OOC] Abraham: Huh. It really is 'You idiot' eighty thousand times. I called it!
Abraham: "I see. Good work Ingenue. This definitely gives us some more leads."
Abraham passes it along to Spyboy, assuming Ingenue didn't just Neutrino the information to him.
Zinda Tegram: "Oh, and we should let the kid socialize a bit."
Zinda Tegram: "You thought of a name for yourself yet?"
[OOC] WC GM: Going to state the note's contents for the logs/the GM? :P
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: I sent it to our Spectator too.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: There ya go.
[OOC] Ingenue: Zinda wanted confidentiality, Nue gave it. That meant actually not broadcasting her every thought on the neu-comm. It was hard, I tell you.
[OOC] Spyboy: I didn't get it =(
[OOC] Spyboy: Maybe it's encrypted so that Spyboy can't read it?
[OOC] WC GM: Since everyone's seen it, stating it here for the log.
Zinda Tegram: "So where do we go from here?"
[OOC] WC GM: "The note: Secondary pass on data archive completed. Further analysis will require access to more comprehensive Nephilim language stores. However, some information was extrapolated. Understanding that the partial translation may hold inaccuracies: The marines were at Hotel Cannon to secure the 'compact wormhole maker', with an added objective of capturing or destroying 'the Wenser'. That…"
[OOC] WC GM: "…phrase does not seem to indicate a singular individual. The Nephilim were deployed under standard stealth protocols to reinforce an already existent presence. As a reminder, additional access to Nephilim language may give context that alters the meaning of these statements.'"
[OOC] Ingenue: Note the subtle hinting of 'lets go to white nownownow why are we still heeeeeeeere'
[OOC] Spyboy: Heh.
[OOC] WC GM: White has a lot of data, yes.
Abraham: "Well, now I get ready for my ceremony ((and the obigatory Neph attack.)) Then we plan our next move."
[OOC] WC GM: Much of it unprocessed, some highly refined.
Zinda Tegram: "Sounds good. Hold on."
Zinda Tegram steps outside to fetch private Ragana.
…who is no longer present.
Zinda Tegram: "That damn…"
[OOC] Abraham: The Blood Edge?
Zinda Tegram steps back in.
Spyboy: "What?"
Zinda Tegram: "Our private left."
Spyboy: "Meh, not like we needed her. Did you want to talk to Wenser again?"
Zinda Tegram: "It's probably nothing."
Zinda Tegram: "Well, I'm gonna go get ready for the ceremony. Meet you back at the ships."
Zinda Tegram walks back to Sterne Lanze to fetch her old Harvest Royal Guard dress uniform.
[OOC] WC GM: So what other things are people doing?
[OOC] Spyboy: Dress uniform sounds like a good idea, plus I need to check my bugs on the Sterne Lanze.
Spyboy frowns at Heggy.
Spyboy: "Did you bring your dress uniform down?"
B-4: "Of course. Didn't you?"
Spyboy: "Ah-"
B-4 smacks Spyboy lightly on the head.
[OOC] Spyboy: "I was distracted! I had to come up with a way to bug the Sterne Lanz that wouldn't be fried when she took the reactor shielding off again!"
[OOC] Ingenue: Wasn't that 'put nue inside it'?
B-4: "Of course you didn't. Don't worry, I packed yours as well."
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: I laughed. It was out loud.
[OOC] Spyboy: In case you missed it earlier, Ingenue, Spyboy doesn't entirely trust you. You can tell because you exist. Just sayin.
[OOC] Ingenue: There is no proof that Nue exists.
[OOC] Ingenue: But what doesn't exist can't be trusted, so the point still stands.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Ingenue is one of the few things that Zinda fully trusts. The others are probably Abraham and Geoffrey.
[OOC] Spyboy: If you were a subsentient piece of software, Spyboy might trust you, but only until he *stopped* looking at the actual code.
[OOC] Spyboy: That, Zinda, is hilariously ironic.
[OOC] Ingenue: …..I promise I won't change the code after Spyboy looks away. This time. Probably.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Yes. : D
[OOC] WC GM: So, what are Abraham and Ingenue doing?
[OOC] Abraham: I'm getting dressed in my fancy duds, as it's gotta be close to go time.
[OOC] Abraham: Ingenue is probably weaving a dress out of light.
[OOC] Ingenue: At the moment, still processing away on the database, cause it hasn't revealed all of its juicy secrets, and since the only place that is nominally bug-free is the room, staying in the room until the entire group moves somewhere else. Also probably being very confused by the concept of 'ceremony' and why people feel the need to change their skin sheaths all the time, you silly organics.
Zinda Tegram: "Hey Kid! No way you can wear that to the ceremony. Come on I think I've got something that'll fit you."
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Why would Zinda have such a thing?
Ingenue looks down at itself. "…..? This is not suitable? It serves every need that clothing should serve, does it not?"
[OOC] Abraham: Because she has a collection of porceline dolls?
Zinda Tegram: "There are cultural concerns to consider."
Zinda Tegram: "Clothing fulfills social roles as well as practical in human society."
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Come ooon! Ingenue and Zinda go shopping! : D
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Come oooon! Zinda needs a morality pet!
[OOC] Ingenue: You are so lucky that Nue has no suspicion process.
Ingenue considers. "Cultural and societal roles dictated and enforced via fabric choices. Is that why the admirals had those bits of metal on their chests?"
[OOC] WC GM: So, Zinda is offering Ingenue social and economic data?
Zinda Tegram: "Those bits of metal served as status markers, I believe. So yes."
Ingenue: "Interesting. Where are these items acquired?"
[OOC] Abraham: That's right. They comemorate important achievements like PERFECT ATTENDANCE.
Zinda Tegram: "Well, I can't tell you about the metal bits in particular, but the clothing is purchased with currency. Come on, you'll see."
Ingenue follows Zinda. Zinda has demonstrated exceptional properties of revealing new and interesting data.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Glee!
[OOC] Ingenue: And thus the corruption of the innocent AI continues.
After retrieving her old dress uniform, Zinda determines that what she thought she had wasn't in Sterne Lanze.
Zinda Tegram: "Well, let's go shopping kid. Come on, I saw some stuff when I went out earlier."
Zinda Tegram leads Ingenue to the local shopping district.
[OOC] Abraham: Zinda, stop telling Ingenue that Terminator and Colossus the Forbiden Project are primers on human/AI relations. Also Skynet is /not/ her rolemodel.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Bwahahahahha!
[OOC] WC GM: So, logend there, and we see the results of the shopping expedition next time?
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Heehee, sure. I wanted to RP getting Ingenue to 'like' something, but sure. : D
[OOC] Ingenue: We've only got eight minutes. Maybe actually do the shopping next session?
[OOC] Abraham: That looks suspiciously like a 'plan'.
[OOC] Ingenue: Quiet you!
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: Hahahaha, Zinda does have an ulterior motive in getting Ingenue to be human-like.
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: But also she feels sort of attached.
[OOC] WC GM: A replacement Alfred?
[OOC] Zinda Tegram: >‘``> Don’t read too much into it, idiot!

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