Sorry this chapter's taken so long, but I started writing Andromeda fan-
fiction, and couldn't stop.
Angel in Disguise, part 4
Shane followed Michael along a track through a lightly wooded area. She kept asking herself if she could really trust an AI. In the end she decided to find out for sure.
She lifted the Assault-rifle and pointed it at Michael's back, "You going to tell me what's really going on or do I just shoot you where you stand?" Michael stoped and slowly turned round, "Look, Captain, an ISSCV is going to land 2-k's from here in less than 1-hour, and if we're not there to meet it, both you and Lt. Damphousse are going to be stuck here for the remainder of the war, and in her case, that could be deadly. So just shoot me or believe me, but stop pointing that gun at me like I'm Judas Iscariot and make up your mind!" Shan was taken aback: she'd meet AI's before, but none of them had ever acted the way Michael did. She lowed her gun, "Ok, lets keep moving." Michael nodded and started off again.
Shan looked at Michael as he walked, "Look, I'm sorry, but my parents where killed in the AI-rebellion." Michael stopped and turned to face her, "And what, you want me to apologise for being an AI? This is why I work alone: no matter how small the team, there's always someone who hates AI's for one reason or another. This is why I have to wear contact lenses whenever I'm around humans." Shan was confused, "I'm sorry, but every AI I've ever meet's been a bit, well, mad."
Michael shrugged, "That's the virus: AI's where designed to think logically, but the virus disrupts that." Shan looked at him and smiled slightly, "You don't seam that logical to me." Michael returned the smile, "Like I said: I was an experiment. They gave me some basic emotions and let me develop on their own. They got a bit worried when I started reading poetry." Shan laughed, "We better keep going."
Angel in Disguise, part 4
Shane followed Michael along a track through a lightly wooded area. She kept asking herself if she could really trust an AI. In the end she decided to find out for sure.
She lifted the Assault-rifle and pointed it at Michael's back, "You going to tell me what's really going on or do I just shoot you where you stand?" Michael stoped and slowly turned round, "Look, Captain, an ISSCV is going to land 2-k's from here in less than 1-hour, and if we're not there to meet it, both you and Lt. Damphousse are going to be stuck here for the remainder of the war, and in her case, that could be deadly. So just shoot me or believe me, but stop pointing that gun at me like I'm Judas Iscariot and make up your mind!" Shan was taken aback: she'd meet AI's before, but none of them had ever acted the way Michael did. She lowed her gun, "Ok, lets keep moving." Michael nodded and started off again.
Shan looked at Michael as he walked, "Look, I'm sorry, but my parents where killed in the AI-rebellion." Michael stopped and turned to face her, "And what, you want me to apologise for being an AI? This is why I work alone: no matter how small the team, there's always someone who hates AI's for one reason or another. This is why I have to wear contact lenses whenever I'm around humans." Shan was confused, "I'm sorry, but every AI I've ever meet's been a bit, well, mad."
Michael shrugged, "That's the virus: AI's where designed to think logically, but the virus disrupts that." Shan looked at him and smiled slightly, "You don't seam that logical to me." Michael returned the smile, "Like I said: I was an experiment. They gave me some basic emotions and let me develop on their own. They got a bit worried when I started reading poetry." Shan laughed, "We better keep going."