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[smug_silence]

[GREETINGS, network. Today you are graced with the sight of rather intense-looking young woman leaning over the console. She is clearly more preoccupied with inspecting the computer itself then paying attention to the video post she has just started. 

Finally, she directs her attention to the screen, brows furrowed and lips pulled tight, giving a

Comments

[Text]

[silver_three]

Yeah. Uh. What the shit was it spouting before about testing us?

[Permatext]

[smug_silence]

It is what she is programmed to do. I am not sure what form it will take on this ship.

[silver_three]

........She?

It's got a gender?

[justadatapoint]

My gender is much less questionable then yours is, I assure you.

.....*dies laughing*

[silver_three]

What the fuck is that supposed to mean!?

[smug_silence]

You may have offended her.

[silver_three]

And what's the worst the damn thing could do to me?

[smug_silence]

On this ship, I am not sure. She seems to be limited.

In Aperture Science, she would try to kill you.

[silver_three]

That's all?

[smug_silence]

She is usually successful.

[silver_three]

If you don't implant bombs in everyone's stomachs, they can escape. That's basic villain logic.

[smug_silence]

She put the facility on lockdown and flooded it with neurotoxin.

[silver_three]

Yeah, you can escape from that. My sister's done worse.

[smug_silence]

Yes, I did. But the rest were not so lucky.

What has your sister done?

[silver_three]

Then you're smart. I think I might like you.

My sister's done more shit than should be told to a lady, ma'am. It was kind of fun to help out.

[smug_silence]

Thank you.

I do not think much surprises me anymore.