[CLOSED] initiating handshake

[r3f4c70r3d]

Who: Angel, Fenris, Giovanni
Where: Westerly
When: Week 3 Day 1
Summary: new hardware who dis
Restrictions/Warnings: none

[With all the chaos brought on by the recent scandal, it wasn't hard to predict that their would be higher levels of activity amongst the Companies employees. Now would be a time to find out where loyalties lay, either with the Company and by proxy, Jack, or a chance for those who have been waiting for the right smokescreen to go rogue.

In light of these possibilities, Jack has given her names to look into, Fenris and Giovanni being two of them.

The method of contact she has been using for Rhys has worked out in her favor so far, so she uses a similar tactic for them. A new program on their work computer desktop or comm device, not there the night before but looking into its history will reveal that it was installed alongside the most recent update.

Much like Rhys they have consoles issued by the company, hardware and software alike familiar to her like an old friend. However, unlike Rhys (thankfully) their consoles haven't been tampered with, at least not to the extent that Rhys has meddled. With most of their sub settings still at their default, its easy for Angel to slip in without raising alarm, infiltrating their subsystems and gathering info, but you can only gain so much from data, sometimes its better to make a direct connection.

So they have the option now, open the program, or leave it?]

Comments

[r3f4c70r3d]

[This is information Angel already has, but it's always good to open with the mundane stuff.]

And what are those patrols like? Your routes? Do you do them alone?

[eleutheron]

[ He shrugs, shifting uncomfortably. He doesn't like interacting with AI; doesn't like dealing with technology at all. It was too unknowable, and--in his experience--too damaging. ]

They're more eventful this time of year, but for the most part it's about as quiet as you might expect here. Petty thefts and the like. Nothing too troublesome.

[ A pause, and he adds -- ]

And yes. Alone.

[r3f4c70r3d]

[Unseen to Fenris Angel taps her chin thoughtfully as she considers her best approach to him.]

Why don't you tell me a bit about yourself? Everyone likes icebreakers.

[eleutheron]

[ His suspicions rise. Why is she--it, he corrects himself--trying to make small talk? ]

I don't.

[ A pause. He makes an irritated noise in his throat, and adds -- ]

There is little to tell, in any case.

[ He does his job. He keeps quiet. He does not socialize. ]

[r3f4c70r3d]

I'm getting the impression that you're not a fan of programs like me, something that's built to be helpful as much as your companion. Would it be easier if you could see me?

[eleutheron]

[ He sits back in his chair, arms folded over his chest. Her impression is correct. ]

Illusions are illusions, no matter what form they take. Do as you will.

[r3f4c70r3d]

[And with that the screen fades out again. When it comes back instead of the plain blue screen with the center logo is now the image of a young girl in a white space, though the lighting blows her out a bit her features are still clear: pale with dark hair and big blue eyes. She smiles at him from the screen.]

So how's this?

[eleutheron]

[ She's beautiful, of course. That doesn't surprise him. An AI would want to beguile, wouldn't it? It wants you at ease.

Fenris refuses. If anything, he's more tense than before. ]

You play well at humanity.

[r3f4c70r3d]

[Dam- ahem. Darn. She was hoping a more human appearance would give him some comfort, not the other way around]

Sorry, I can go back to being just a voice, if that's better.

[eleutheron]

[ He shrugs. ]

No form you take will change what you are.

[r3f4c70r3d]

[She sighs and deflates a little. To be honest, an accusation like that kinda stings? In a way Angel couldn't have predicted.]

Well, why don't we get back to the initial question then? Even if icebreakers aren't your thing. You must have interests. Hobbies?

[eleutheron]

[ If he's hurt her, he doesn't seem to care.

(Because he's a jerk, and as long as he understands her as an AI, she's not a real person. How can code suffer?) ]

No.

[ Does drinking count? Drinking probably doesn't count. ]

[r3f4c70r3d]

[Alright this...obviously isn't getting here anywhere, at least not today. Angel knows when to be patient.]

Okay!

[She sounds a bit strained, understandably frustrated but she puts up with Jack so, high patience threshold. She sighs, resolving herself.]

Working together will be better then you think, I promise.

[eleutheron]

[ Admittedly, it's strange for an AI to sound impatient, and Fenris doesn't miss the slight shift in tone. Hmm. ]

That remains to be seen.

[ Well, at least he's not demanding that she uninstall herself ... ]