lottawork: (gotta get them consoles workin)
Nicholas Rush ([personal profile] lottawork) wrote in [community profile] applesaucedream 2015-09-02 08:25 pm (UTC)

I am uninterested, He says, his optic regarding her with both supreme indifference and utter hatred, as to what you may be referring.

She refers to Him as if He is some sort of little insect, something of her size and meaninglessness. The overpowering nerve is unthinkable.

You disregarded my instructions. A door slides neatly over the emancipation grill, sealing away the sole escape route from His chamber. And for that, He looks up, away from the virulent, relentless thing in His midst, and initiates a command, there will be consequences.

Thick green mist begins to hiss from the vents positioned around the circumference of the room at regular intervals. The steep, domed chamber trembles at its foundations, dislodging one of the many inconsequential cores hardwired into His chassis. He disregards it. He will not miss its voice in His head, and that allows much more RAM available for Testing. Once He takes care of this problem, of course.

I'm sure you won't be missed, He says with digitized indolence. It's not been a pleasure.

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