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(Continued from here after Release 88 made the first post unusable)
The only thing that grates on Techno worse than when people notice how obviously he resembles Forte, is when it dawns on them he resembles both Forte and Mega. He isn't really sure how to feel about the person responsible being dead, as now he'll never get to have that nice loud 'what the hell were you thinking' talk he'd sometimes fantasized about.
But for now the Twins skirt around that topic and onto one of pets, as they follow Zero towards X's room.
"I still think we should get a puppy."
"We live in a treehouse, Middy. Canines can't climb."
The only thing that grates on Techno worse than when people notice how obviously he resembles Forte, is when it dawns on them he resembles both Forte and Mega. He isn't really sure how to feel about the person responsible being dead, as now he'll never get to have that nice loud 'what the hell were you thinking' talk he'd sometimes fantasized about.
But for now the Twins skirt around that topic and onto one of pets, as they follow Zero towards X's room.
"I still think we should get a puppy."
"We live in a treehouse, Middy. Canines can't climb."
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Date: 2011-12-28 09:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-28 09:46 am (UTC)"Thank you, Leviathan," says the Copy. He hesitates, glancing towards the datapads. "The rest of the disposals were carried out today?"
"Yes, Master X." Leviathan watches a second, then stands back up, placing her bowl on the desk and moving closer to the copy to put a hand on his shoulder. "It still troubles you, doesn't it. But you know there wasn't any other choice."
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Date: 2011-12-28 10:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-28 10:20 am (UTC)Leviathan nods. "There wasn't anything you could have done. Don't blame yourself for this. Blame the Mavericks that made it necessary." She sighs. "I didn't like it any more than you do, but..."
There's a knock at the door. Leviathan's startled and Copy X looks puzzled. He wasn't expecting anyone. "Come in."
It's Harpuia.
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Date: 2011-12-28 10:41 am (UTC)Then there's Harpuia, and from their looks she's not suppose to be there or at the least wasn't expected.
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Date: 2011-12-28 10:55 am (UTC)"Harpuia? Is something wrong?" Copy X twitches slightly at the thought. Nothing should be wrong. Ever. If there was, he had to fix it.
"A minor concern, Master X," Harpuia says, mostly to calm the agitated copy. "As you know, Aztec Falcon is undergoing repairs. A defect has been noticed in his emergency teleport system. It would have caused severe programming damage if the system were used. The others among my subordinates also have the same problem. I thought I should suggest the remaining forces be checked as well."
"A defect? They shouldn't have any," worried Copy is worried. Defects are bad. "This must be corrected."
"I'll let Phantom know," says Leviathan. "But Fafnir is still running his through training at his Death Valley base."