Matte Green Pearl

Pearl has never said anything. She is not stupid. She knows the fate of a disloyal pearl.

But at the same time; she knows that fate is the fate of all pearls, eventually. Sooner or later, she will be shattered. Or harvested. Or replaced. Perhaps it will be due to an insignificant infraction on her part. Perhaps she will simply be considered obsolete, and replaced by a sleeker model, who too will be replaced in time.

So here is the clever part. Pearl has coded a sub-routine into her secret account. If Pearl does not check into it for a full five cycles, that routine will activate. Automatically. Every single file she has ever uploaded will be automatically forwarded to Chrome Diopside's advisors. They will be secrets no longer.

If Pearl dies, her master will die too. The knowledge fills her with a sense of satisfaction. It's a grim kind of satisfaction, but that is the only kind she has.