If you recognize I probably don't own em. If you don't, I might.
I just wanna play a little, that's all.
5-3-05
Sorry about the writing delay.Sorry about the restart of the story.
Hoping this time to be able do better. Will be redoing one chapter at a time until caught up.
Life: 3
Wordling: 3Next round takes the prize.
Wish me luck.
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AP 1 - Day 6 (After peace)
In the park in the city with the bench by the lake the sun rises now
for the sixth time since Neo defeated Smith and this morning as with
the previous five, it rises in shining glory in a clear blue sky
unmarred by clouds and ringing with clarion colors that sing joy to be
alive, Satai's gift of beauty is her tribute to Neo. She gives it
freely to any and all who stop to appreciate it or at least watch.
Satai's way of missing her friend Neo is to give to all the world
the same kindness that she herself had been shown by her friend Neo.
For the sixth day to, are the Oracle and the Architect sitting on
the bench in the park watching Satai's glorious sun rise while talking
about the efforts of the humans as Seraph watches over Satai as
he has done since that fateful day.
"Do you think anyone at zion suspects ?" The architect asked one eye on the sky the other on her.
"No, they can't. Only Neo halfway knew, and even if he fully realizes he won't tell them because it could break them." Oracle replies thoughtfully, "Though trinity eventually will know even if she doesn't already. I worry about them and what they will do once they return to Zion. "
"I am limited though," The oracle continues after a moments pause, "in how clearly I can see what decisions they can and will make since not all the pieces are in place, let alone in play. We'll see though, that we surely will. Trinity is getting more and more impatient to see Neo. How long until all his scattered pieces are collected?"
"His pieces went far and wide during the fight, but, It is finally done and I was going to tell you this morning." The architect replied wondering how much of this she already knew.
"Good, then Trinity can begin to help him finish fully reassimilating himself." Oracle replied.
"The humans must be getting despondent without there savior." Was the gruff dismissive reply.
"No not despondent, More like unsure of themselves or what comes next. They have been through both shoes falling and still wait for the next even though they only have two feet. Remember to that war with us has given them there only real unity and drive for all of their lives. With that gone they will come to fight among themselves eventually."
"Will they still trust you now that they know more of what you are?" The architect asked as one would whether or not the cat likes its food - Curious but knowing the answer immaterial.
"Morpheus might though he will need convincing most likely." The oracle replied thoughtfully then smiled, "I need several sentinels sent to Zion"
"Looking to provide a war to keep your humans aligned with each other?" He asks grimly.
"No, not to provide a war. To provide a distracting peace with us to keep them from looking the gift horse of their survival to closely in the mouth"
"Your over use of the human metaphor is a sign of undue attachment." He replies.
"Maybe, but, we really don't have any of our so we have to use theirs"
"Of course not, what possible use could we have for metaphors. They do not materially aid in the fulfillment of our purpose." He replies without understanding.
"You are so single minded and straight forward that I sometimes wonder how you manage to deal with other programs at all, even if there purpose is the same as yours. I feel included in that problem most of the time I think." Oracle replies shaking her head.
"At least I know for sure what my job is. Are you so sure that you know yours"
"Of course, Peace, at least in the long run. In the mean time I need the remains of the logoss and the neberkenezer taken to the main dock in Zion. Also one of the sentinels will need to be equipped with a telephone." Oracle replied smiling.
"Return there ships lost fighting us. Provide a phone to talk to who?" He asked looking like the Oracle had a few bits loose here or there.
"Yes and to me, They need to be more organized. You have seen the same oddities I have. Someone is planning a major offensive on humans in general. I suspect who but have no way of proving it yet"
"The coordinator or his overactive unbalanced shell the merovingian most likely"
"Likely, thou can you think of an easier way to set us on the wrong track than to give us an enemy we expect?" oracle said back with that knowing smile.
"I am not one of your human pets or projects that needs to be"
"Well I guess some things do change. That counts as a reaction"
"I was not so much reacting as you so quaintly put it, but reminding"
"Very well, I am reminded." The oracle replies sounding humanly tired. "However I still need those sentinels sent along with the ships"
"How many? since we have a new peace we have plenty"
"One each for the survivors of the Neberkenezer, Hammer and the logoss. Plus one for morpheus with the phone. I also want to the ones used to haul the wrecks of the ships to be assigned to whoever morpheus says to assist in repair of their city."
A moment passes in utter silence before the architect speaks, then he does so incredulously. "You want sentinels assigned to former enemies as what? Pets?" He asks sounding both puzzled and suspicious, "Then more of them to help clean up Zion after playing delivery droid with the remains of their already destroyed ships." He asks puzzled and irritated.
"Lets just say that I see a way to keep them guessing and remind them of what they owe Neo & Trinity most of all and the crews of those ships only a slight bit less"
"So there is a way to keep them all together? and contained this time? And why so vague on your plans? Think I may object if I really knew what you were up to?" He asks intrigued.
"If you were one of my hopefuls I would offer you a cookie. Of course there is a way to keep them all together. If you can divide them you can unify them. You just have to never deny the fact that you are manipulating them and make sure that everyone knows and everything is fine. As long as they understand each decision then they can see everything and nobody will look at single thing in detail just the over all picture and make up their own sweet minds in complete ignorance despite knowing the truth"
"Here, " he says pulling out a business card holder from his jacket pocket and removing some cards, "Have seraph take these to the engineer. It will be done. Though won't Morpheus just use the sentinel with the phone as carrier relay to jack in? Then in order to balance this new equation of yours you intend to convince them not to look to closely at why they are alive in the first place? Isn't that just more of the same thing you do already"
"Of course, everyone admires a masters work, but, how many look at the details. We have our agenda, they have theirs and if you make sure that everyone already knows the truth then those who look close won't feel the need to tell anyone what they find because everyone will already know. Take for instance the numerous clues dropped by the merovingian about Neo's predocessors and not once did any of them connect the dots even afterwards, Even knowing they do not see. As for Morpheus using the sentinel to jack in, by doing that it will slow down there tendency to explore because they can resume a familiar action, The quest for minds to free, this time in comfort and safety. That should give you some more time to make some of the changes that you were meaning to do between the cycles this time." She replied with her smile that screams 'I am lying to you'. "So you want them all together?" He asks obviously aware of her lies just not knowing about what.
"Yes, and you need to remember that not all logic is forward"
"One and one are still two." He replies in obvious mantra.
"Yes that is true, however 'or' with 'positive voltage' is still equal to 'not and' with 'negative voltage.
"You mix human metaphor with machine logic, A poor combination." He replies with finality.
"I do what I must." She replies cryptically.
"I will bring them when he is ready. Be sure you are"
-- -- -- ZION
Four hours later in Zion at the door to Morpheus's quarters.
"Hold on a minute." Morpheus shouts at the insistent knocking.
"Took him longer to interrupt us than I thought it would Morpheus" Niobi said not bothering to get up from bed while Morpheus still hunted for clothing from the mess on the floor.
"Now Morpheus!" someone shouted from outside the outer door.
"Keep your pants on and let me find mine." Morpheus replied yelling and stumbling.
"You know you're kind of cute the when you can't walk, and can't talk both at the same time." Niobi said just to watch the mighty Morpheus fluster even more, "Try in the closet on the right in the drawer where you put them when laundry came in"
"Thanks." He replied glancing at Niobi who was just curling in deeper to the blankets.
A couple of very grumpy and noisy minutes later Morpheus opens the door to the pair of security people who to his major surprise don't even ask about the whereabouts of captain Niobi at all. Instead they just say to come with them. Questions are met with the odd reply that they are to take him to meet Locke and the council up at the top floor of the central tower of the housing section directly above the temple. Upon arrival Morpheus is greeted by the single oddest and most hilarious site he has ever seen in all of his years. A single sentinel hanging around which by itself was odd enough after the way they had all just left. This one though was playing keep away from the security people trying to cordon it off. To top off the oddity the sentinel has a telephone on it's side and that phone is ringing. The day is only complete though when the sentinel upon seeing Morpheus makes a beeline directly for him.