Aaki's Office
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βMost gracious of you!β" Mito answered the ambassador first, but still turned to Mahsa in order to fully acknowledge the receiving of a beverage, as well. "
β-And your fine attendant, too!β"
This person was from a culture that had abolished what little class the old Free State had created, after all. Mitochondrion would not think it strange to cherish an non-sentient automata for it's fine service, and did so frequently.
The type of being they must communicate with now, however... Their reluctance on
that subject matter couldn't have been any more obvious. Pausing, clasping the small metal mug with three of four hands...
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β...Please stand by... We are downloading avatar data to this location...β"
A blue, amorphous blur flickered in the air for a moment. The thing went from wireframe, to low res textures, to something that was so detailed with such impossibly small fractal patterns that it was actually painful to look at for too long. This machine didn't choose a humanoid shape or even a realistic robotic one for it's appearance, instead appearing like a giant
bacteriophage with all sorts of blue-black, wispy tendrils hanging off of it's spindly shape like moss.
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I do not appear before flesh forms lightly. I am a planet. Please seek to make this worth my time." Body or not, this thing's voice was higher quality audio than Mito's. And it chose to deploy that power by sounding absolutely bored and unimpressed as possible. "
I've researched your technology. This Fleshassembler's idea of using your organic hull plating is a short sighted and pointless exercise."
The pale organic woman bit their tongue. The Viridian Array, her parent organisation, was founded to stop
this exact creature from disassembling everything the Nepleslians had built with the Spacers. Petty animosity was the
minimum to be expected...
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Tell me... Your... 'symbiotics', they can produce the effect of a radio transmitter, using only organic components, can they not?..." It gazed towards Aaki Loleth, at least as much as one of the random surface lumps could gaze. "
I wonder... Do you think it would be possible to genetically engineer an individual with these features at birth?"
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βYou're talking about creating... organic mindware?..β"
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The sickly thing speaks! HA!" It laughed bellowingly, moving but a twitch to indicate it was observing her with jest. Being as it was technically already inside her head, the gesture couldn't have meant anything else but mockery, really. "
I was beginning to worry!"