Artemis Fowl II| Post 001 (x5)|[Video]

[4ffurforfer]

[The camera turns on quite deliberately, to an overly calm looking teenager with mismatched eyes, who begins speaking in a very refined Irish accent....Doctor, I do believe when I agreed to this the promise was made that I would not be subjected to the mesmer or otherwise altered. I would assume since I have no memory of how I got to be in this

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[Video]

[hurtandscared]

[She cocks her head a little. She's fascinated with your eyes.]

No, not really. Has anyone given you the text link yet?

[Video]

[4ffurforfer]

[They blink, slightly self aware of the attention.]

Yes, it was quite informative. Thank you for the offer though, I appreciate it.

[Video]

[hurtandscared]

[She nods, still staring at the eyes. Though perhaps it isn't rude if it's the eyes one is staring at?]

Alright. Then my name's Alessa--I've been here for nine months now, so if you have any questions, I can probably answer them. What's your name?

[Her speech and mannerisms are strangely adult and business-like for a seven-year-old.]

[Video]

[4ffurforfer]

[Artemis' mannerisms are similarly beyond his age, so he can appreciate it. His irises flare a little when she says how long she's been here.]

Thank you, Alessa, my name is Artemis. Do you know if anyone has managed to escape from this place in the time since you've been here?

[Video]

[hurtandscared]

Well, unless you count being thrown into incinerators as escaping, no. There was one time when people were able to hack into the facility and stop an experiment in its tracks the week before I came, but that just made the doctors angry and shut down life support for a week. I came that week. [Interesting time to show up, that.

She throws out the facts in a very clinical manner, not at all like how a child should react to being in a strange place with people dying left and right.]

Since we're in space and don't know too much about how this place works, it's hard to figure out anything about escape.

[Video]

[4ffurforfer]

Generally, I would say no. A fiery death does not appeal to me. [The hacking though, that is something in Artemis' range of talents.]

Would you happen to know which individuals succeeded in the hacking?

[Video]

[hurtandscared]

Come to my room and I'll tell you. I don't like talking about that stuff on the network--the wrong people can hear.

I'm in 30C.

[Video]--> [In Person]

[4ffurforfer]

[Artemis arches an eyebrow at the comment, but nods, shutting off the feed.]

[A short time later there is a knock at 30C.]

[In Person]

[hurtandscared]

[She opens up the door for him, flashing a tiny smile before opening it further and gesturing him inside. She's a lot smaller in person, but that's not the only thing different. In person, its easier to see the tiny outlines of very precise scarring on her hands, and the beginning of one long healed rip at the top of her sternum, disappearing into her shirt, and there's a ring of scars around her neck, like someone jammed spikes into it.

Her room is similarly just a little bit off. There're a few well-loved animals on her pink duvet next to fluffy pillows, and the place is littered with cute things. It doesn't seem to fit the dark child herself, so it's more likely that someone had gone out of their way to spoil her and surround her with nice things, but there's a skull of something distinctly not human on top of her drawers, and there's what looks like a giant red glass eye staring up from the corner of the room.]Sorry, but I couldn't risk saying stuff on the network. Val--she's the computer in charge--can see all the things there

[In Person]

[4ffurforfer]

[Artemis is too busy taking in the room and it's owner to properly return the smile at first. This...was far too random of an assembly, there was no way it could be anything but a production of his mind. A tired...confused production. He tries the smile now, but it doesn't come off quite right.]

Are you...mm...Computers don't have sexes, do you mean its operator?

[In Person]

[hurtandscared]

[Oh, if only she were just a product of your mind.]

Well, I'm actually not sure if Val has an operator. She's an AI, I think, and everyone calls her a she.

[Alessa cocks her head.]

Val's not really like any computer I've seen, but where I'm from, computers haven't really gotten that advanced yet. My brother's been helping me learn a bit about hacking and stuff, but he's better with them.

[In Person]

[4ffurforfer]

A creator then. Unless it's devloped self awareness... [He looks both excited and possibly a little frightened at the thought.]

This is an interesting development. [He glances up.] You have family here?

[In Person]

[hurtandscared]

Well, if she's not self-aware, she's really good at pretending she is.

[She nods.] Adopted family. They took me in when I got here. If you want to know more about hacking and stuff, my brother and Papa are the people to go to.

[In Person]

[4ffurforfer]

I suspect a rather impressive program, and nothing more.

[He smirks.] I'm afraid that is an area I need like instruction in, but I'm happy to hear other's thoughts.

[In Person]

[hurtandscared]

[She gives him a small smile. She adores her family, and it's pretty obvious.] Both of them were around when the hackers got in, so they'll be able to tell you more. [More like they were both hackers that were involved, but she's keeping her wording vague for the sake of her family in case someone's listening in or you're a traitor.] My brother's Sollux and my papa is Sasha. They live in the suite, so if you hang around here, they might know more about the system and how Val works.

...Oh, and Sollux is a troll, in case you don't have those where you come from, so don't be surprised by the gray skin and horns and stuff. [Her brother gets self-conscious easily, so she's doing her best to circumvent that.]

[In Person]

[4ffurforfer]

I will definitely want to talk with them then.

[He blinks. Artemis has met trolls. And they were not at all like the sort she was talking about. No, they were big, angry, killing machines, and the mention of them actually prompted a frown, fingers twitching.] We have trolls. Though, I suspect they may be different.