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Post by Cécile Simard on Sept 10, 2013 10:35:36 GMT -6
"Do we even know that it was the only one? Was it able to transmit before its relays were knocked out? And if they sent it to a specific location and it was suddenly knocked out, wouldn't they figure something was here anyway?" Cécile asked, far from relieved.
Yeah...Nothing about this situation was comforting. Cécile might want to die, but she didn't want to take the whole planet down with her. She wanted to protect others as much as possible. She just hoped to die gloriously in battle soon.
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Post by Adam Jonas on Sept 10, 2013 10:42:01 GMT -6
"That's what I'm concerned about." Adam frowned, rubbing his brow. "There's a secondary transmitter in its ship. Don't worry, there's only one of these. I wonder..." Ignoring the desperate cries of Drosselmeyer, he ripped off its faceplate and began playing with wires. "If I can active its emergency return protocol, it might lead me to its ship. Do you have a phone?"
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Post by Cécile Simard on Sept 10, 2013 10:49:10 GMT -6
Cécile laughed. Did she have a phone? Didn't everyone? Cécile tossed it to him without hesitation. "You can break it if necessary. Do whatever you need to do. I can always get another one," she assured him. It's not like she really called people anyway. She wasn't really close to anyone left alive.
"Alright let's try to find its ship thing and see what damage we can do!"
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Post by Adam Jonas on Sept 10, 2013 10:56:40 GMT -6
"Brilliant." Adam caught the phone and took off the back cover, intertwining some wires from the Logi with the phone. "Let's see what we can see." he turned the screen around and viewed the resulting displays of images and videos. "Hmm. This one's been around. Lorelei, Umbeka, Vanaheim? Not Vanaheim! I liked Vanaheim. They had great shrimp." As the videos continued, Adam grew even more impressed. "Ooh, this one started the occupation of Pash-Pash. Longest occupation in known history, that one. Started in 1492, ended in 2261. Ah-ha!" he pressed his thumb to the screen, and the Logi stood up shakily.
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Post by Cécile Simard on Sept 10, 2013 11:02:31 GMT -6
Cécile stood directly behind Adam so that she too could watch the videos. She doubted they meant as much to her as to him; but, they were certainly interesting.
"I'm sorry about the shrimp," she said sympathetically. "What was the occupation of Pash-pash? So the Pash-pashians were eventually able to kick them out?" she asked curiously.
Cécile immediately assumed a defensive position when the data alien stood up. Adam seemed confident that it would simply lead them back to its ship; but, it was always best to be cautious.
"I guess we follow the data bot," she said with a confidence she did not feel. She'd just have to be adaptable and take a lot on faith here. She had no idea what was going on on her own.
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Post by Adam Jonas on Sept 10, 2013 11:09:09 GMT -6
"Like I said, biggest and longest occupation in known history. If you go to Pash-Pash now, it's full of mega-cities and factories." Adam said as the Logi turned and walked away from the piano and off the stage. "Looks like it's leading us to...ah." Adam grimaced. "The Black Forest. I hope you're ready for a hike."
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Post by Cécile Simard on Sept 10, 2013 11:14:05 GMT -6
"Um...Black forest?" Cécile asked, confused. She kept pace. "Don't worry. I'm in good shape," she assured him. "It's just that...I'm new to Austria," she admitted. She didn't have a clue as to where the black forest was. "I'm here to practice my German," she explained.
"And about the occupation. Yes...I was paying attention and put together that it was an occupation. I just hoped you would offer a little more detail."
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Post by Adam Jonas on Sept 10, 2013 11:19:09 GMT -6
"You mean you don't speak German?" Adam said, before reverting to English. "Thank goodness." he said with a sigh. "The German tongue is very hard to keep up, even for me."
"Right, the occupation. You know Nazi Germany? Imagine that, but it lasts 100 times longer. Anyone who wasn't a Logi was either put into slave labour, put to death, or, at the very worse, put to assimilation."
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Post by Cécile Simard on Sept 10, 2013 11:24:19 GMT -6
Cécile giggled. "I would argue the point and say I do speak German. You couldn't tell I wasn't a native speaker, right?" she asked proudly. She was very fond of her linguistic skill. "My native tongue is French but I speak English, Japanese, German, Spanish, and Chinese fluently at the moment. I speak a number more less fluently," she explained.
"I'm pretty sure everyone on the planet knows about Nazi Germany. It's kind of the icon of pure evil at the moment. I'm not saying it actually was. I'm sure it wasn't. History is always much more complicated than that. But point being that practically everyone knows of it."
"Put to assimilation? What dose that mean?"
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Post by Adam Jonas on Sept 10, 2013 11:27:56 GMT -6
"Oh, that'll change." Adam said, half-smiling. "Put to assimilation means their consciousness was drained to feed the overmind. They were still alive, but they couldn't do anything."
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Post by Cécile Simard on Sept 10, 2013 11:31:45 GMT -6
Cécile shivered. "A fate worse than death. They have no honor." Death wasn't horrific. To Cécile it was even desirable. But to be forced to remain alive, unable to do anything...That must be true hell.
"So what's your native tongue?" she asked. "I suppose it wouldn't be fair to ask you to access my German since you aren't a native speaker. Still...I'll ask anyway. How was I doing?" She did like a little constructive criticism.
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Post by Adam Jonas on Sept 10, 2013 11:34:54 GMT -6
"They're machines. To them, honour is just a moral construct that limits efficiency." Adam said, following behind the Logi.
"My native tongue? Can't be spoken by any human tongue. As for your German, you were mostly on the money. Your consonants weren't sharp enough, though."
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Post by Cécile Simard on Sept 10, 2013 11:38:20 GMT -6
"You speak as though machines can't be programmed with morals. Who built them? Or did they build themselves?" she questioned.
"Oh? Really? Too bad. I was hoping to learn it. Well...Maybe you can at least teach me how to understand it. I'm a fast learner when it comes to languages," she promised.
She nodded with respect to his criticism. "I'm working on it. That's why I'm here, to perfect my German. Although I guess now I have more pressing concerns. Still, nothing wrong with killing two birds with one stone."
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Post by Adam Jonas on Sept 10, 2013 11:42:57 GMT -6
"They're not programmed for morality. They're a conquering race. Made for efficiency." he said. "As for my language, it's mostly a telepathic tone. I must say, you're taking the revelation that alien life exists very well."
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Post by Cécile Simard on Sept 10, 2013 11:45:37 GMT -6
Cécile grinned at the compliment. "Thank you," she said sincerely. She had always been more open minded than most and perhaps her desire for death made her more adaptable still. She wasn't sure. She supposed it didn't matter.
"So who programmed them?" she asked. "Hmm...Telepathic tone. Could I be taught to understand it, translate it? Would you be willing to teach me?" One of the few joys that remained to her were learning new languages. How exciting would it be to learn an alien one?!
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