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Thread: Heart of Transparisteel (Mr. M and tempted kitsune)

Taggart blinked, and took a few moments to process that information. In retrospect, it did make sense the Tears ' systems were older, whereas Melfina's systems were cutting edge, and both systems were keyed to his ID as primary user. But it was still worrying. All right, well. One project I would like you to do is update and beef up the Tears ' firewalls and authentication methodologies so that nobody else is going to be able to get in as easily as you did. This will be an ongoing project I'm putting you in charge of systems intrusion security, as you're clearly better-qualified. You should also familiarize yourself with the contents of the galley I don't log and inventory my provisions, generally, so you should get some idea of what you have to work with. Then, I suppose, I would like a sandwich for lunch. He hadn't actually eaten in a goodly while, so he was, in fact getting hungry. You can start on that now, I have to check on something in the passenger cabin. He went into the starboard stateroom, which could nominally be used for passengers but in practice was general storage. There was a crate of shipsuit coveralls he'd once purchased the basic olive coveralls he wore around the ship were originally from this crate, but it had held an assortment of sizes, and while he could and did over-wash and shrink the large ones, the small... yes, they were still there. There were six in their individual vacuum-sealed packages he grabbed them all and came back out to the common area, where he deposited them on one end of the large built-in table. I had these left over uniforms, like mine, but they should be more your size. That is, if you need a change of clothes. That night-shirt doesn't look like it's too durable... He was talking too much. She was a machine, and he was jabbering on. Then again, he so rarely had anyone to talk to at all, so he couldn't blame himself for taking the opportunity. At least she could answer back it wasn't like trying to talk to the navigation computer.
Thread: Heart of Transparisteel (Mr. M and tempted kitsune)

Melfina watched Captain Taggart's reaction and looked down.I..Ive displeased you.I shouldnt have accessed the ships mainframe without asking.She said she felt strange,uneasy what humans would call being sorry.She listed to his order and nodded.You will be the only able to access the main frame,Ill even lock myself out if that is what you wish.Is that to your satisfaction?She asked hoping to please him.She knew that some people would be worried about the things that she could do with older systems and technologies. Her expression brightened as he asked her to take a look though the food stores,that was something she could do easily and make him a sandwich quickly.As she watched him turn to leave she made her way though the galley and looked though the many items within it.Her abilities allowed her to inventory the many items by site and she took a few moments to log it into memory before moving to prepare him a sandwich.She smiled as she prepared the meats and other ingredients before making the sandwich and cleaning up after herself.She reentered the bay and waited for him,the sandwich neatly made on a plate. Melfina waited until the captain had sat down before sitting down herself and smiled happily as he gave her new clothes to wear.Thank you so much Sir.This garment would not last long indeed.Its merely to avoid any awkward interaction upon activation between end user and unit.She explained.
Thread: Heart of Transparisteel (Mr. M and tempted kitsune)

Um, no, no! You did right. You are totally allowed access. I just hadn't expected you to get it so soon, or without any authorizations from me. It just surprised me, and I'd like to make sure that nobody else manages to surprise us. He smiled and waved reassuringly. Don't worry, you did right, and I want you to keep doing right. He raised his eyebrows at the perfect sandwich. That... is the most excellent sandwich I've ever seen. He sat down to enjoy it. Well, your documentation says you need recharge and occasional material replenishment I presume you already know what that is, since it's your programming. I know a lot of biodroids in business don't have any space of their own, but if you need to use the passenger cabin for privacy or anything, I want you to feel free.
Thread: Heart of Transparisteel (Mr. M and tempted kitsune)

Melfina seemed to sigh in relief,she didnt want to displease her.Thank you Sir,Ill do my best to make sure that no one else ever gets into the mainframe as easily as I did.She said and nodded confidently.She had allready begun to update the ships systems,adding functions and features,strengthening its protection. Melfina smiled at his compliment and looked away shyly.Thank you sir,I hope that it tastes as good as it looks.She said and laughed softly.Yes sir I can recharge from most power interfaces and I have an inventory of simple foods or additives that I can consume. I dont know what to say Sir.Im grateful for your generosity and I hope that I can prove my worth.She said as she bowed her head to him
Thread: Heart of Transparisteel (Mr. M and tempted kitsune)

Taggart took a bite and his eyes widened. He almost complimented her right away, but remembered his manners at the last instant and chewed and swallowed first. It -is- excellent! I've never been very much of a cook, so I've probably got expired spices or something. Do spices even expire? You know what, it doesn't matter. Point is, you can take care of all that as you like, as long as you keep us both fed. That's exactly the kind of operational support I've been needing. He took another bite. And you can experiment a little, feed me new things, variations. I can deal with monotony you kind of have to when you're a soldier. But I welcome variety, and we can figure out my tastes that way. I certainly haven't been able to do much with the cooking, so maybe you'd be doing us both a favor. He almost asked for a tumbler of water, but she got it for him as if by magic. After he'd washed down half the sandwich, he gazed at Melfina some more. You know, you've been just standing there smiling at me a while, it's making me feel self-conscious. He was sitting at one end of the long table, and he gestured to the side seat next to him. Please, have a seat. I know you want to be helpful, but you can wait to be helpful from a more relaxed-looking position. He smiled at her. After another bite, he nodded to himself. You know, I think this would qualify as one of those 'casual situations'. In something like this, a human crew would be talking, joking, getting to know each other over a meal. In situations where humans would be casual, I would generally say you can be casual, too. So, feel free to call me Mal if you wish, and ask me any questions you want. He smiled and shrugged, chuckling gently. I feel like I have the social advantage, because I read your user's manual.
Thread: Heart of Transparisteel (Mr. M and tempted kitsune)

Melfina saw the captain's eyes widened and braced herself for his words,When they finally came she was surprised and happy.She had not expected him to enjoy it so much and was very pleased by his reaction.I would be happy to experiment,though I have many diffrent things that I can make.Perhaps it would be best to start out with those before.She said and nodded.She had figured that he might require something to drink and pulled a tumbler of water closer to him,she had not known that he was just about to reach for it. Melfina nodded at his words.I'm sorry sir, I understand that my lack of conversation and smile may be what some would consider strange.She replied as she was beconed closer and moved to sit in the spot that he had gestured to.If that is what you wish....I Im trying to act more as a human should...Its strange to me.She admitted. She listened to him and nodded again.So a time like this, A meal time would be considered casual?I will make a not of it si....Mal.She said catching herself.You do have an advantage,I do not know most of what is in the manual,a precaution to guard against the possibility of malfunction.She explained.Though there have never been any recorded malfunctions with my specific line.She assured him.She looked a little surprised that he had given her permission to ask him about himself.Well, Mal tell me what you like to do in your spare time?She asked curiously.
Thread: Heart of Transparisteel (Mr. M and tempted kitsune)

He nodded to her about the cooking. You've got access to databases, recipes, you see what we have, see what you can make, maybe do some research with the kind of things you can cook in that kitchen, and when we get supplies on Bluesky, we can go shopping. He hadn't been out shopping with someone in a very long time was it strange to be getting excited at the prospect? Anyway, I'll leave that to you and your database research. Which apparently you can access about five thousand times a second, so all my instructions are likely to take about one quadrillionth of your time... But we'll work on filling up the rest of it. It's not bad, it was just a little unnerving to have just the two of us here, and me eating and you standing. I need someone to take care of things, but I'm not used to straight-out servitude. He smiled at her. You're doing fine, you just haven't been online very long, and you're still accessing and processing your interactive database. The more you get used to that, the better you'll deal with humans. He made a note to make her manual available it didn't make sense to him to hide a being's own capabilities from itself, but he wasn't a technician. He didn't recall any prohibitions on that sort of data exchange, but he'd look again to be sure. My free time? Well, when I'm not working, or piloting, or performing repairs, or cleaning, or prepping and locking down gear, or cooking, or laundering, or sleeping, or scouting new contracts... he paused. He had to search far back in his memory to find a moment he'd indulged. I like the usual things. Music is good, I like reading... and I particularly enjoy movies. I've been going through some old classics lately... if you count, like, six months ago as lately. He cocked his head to the side. You've got databases, probably have summaries of songs and movies and books... but you've never actually watched any, have you? Experienced them real-time. Hm. He finished his sandwich and wiped his lips. I know you can see them encoded in the computer, read the files, translate what they must be like, but there's surely got to be something different about actually hearing the music play, actual audio waves from a speaker. Here, I'll show you. He raised his face toward the ceiling, just his general habit when addressing the ship. Access computer. The androgynous computer voice rang out from seemingly nowhere. Yes, Captain. Please start up Playlist named Historical Music, subcategory Upbeat. He looked back at Melfina as the music started. These songs are some of our ancient cultural heritage these particular ones are generally shorter, like modern music, but they're snappy and danceable. He tapped his foot as the lady sang The chills that you spill up my back keep me filled with satisfaction when we're done, satisfaction of what's to come ...
Thread: Heart of Transparisteel (Mr. M and tempted kitsune)

There was more, of course. As music played, they went over the basics, the very simple things such as cooking and cleaning and the like. When Taggart began trying to describe how he wanted things cleaned, he eventually realized all he needed to do was describe the end result he wanted, and Melfina could figure out how to accomplish it perhaps a few expressions or soft responses from Melfina might have helped inspire the thought. The summary was, Taggart was by and large a tidy man, though not pathologically so he merely liked his place as orderly as he could comfortably manage, and he kept it so. Having someone else work to keep it so would take some getting used to, but would ultimately save him time and stress. He was exacting in the things that mattered his financial accounts, his weaponry and ammunition, and the ship's operative parts. He was less methodical and more pragmatic about other things, such as the inventory of his galley, the arrangement and storage of his clothing, the inventory of his non-essential casual cargo, the organization of his books, chips, datacubes, and magazines, and so forth. He had a general idea of what was where, and found what he needed, but he didn't bother to take the time to make a list of everything and put everything in its place. He appreciated variety. Yes, he had his favorite foods, his favorite music, his favorite films and books, but there was what he called wiggle room. He was happy to sample new things from time to time, and when it came to food, he was encouraging of trying some variation he recognized his existing experience in art and cuisine was limited, and therefore he was interested in experimenting, but he did like a solid foundation of what he already knew. In that way, he was very human. So Melfina was briefed in her basic day-to-day domestic duties and had already received one ongoing special project, that of maintaining computer security. Taggart also found himself having to remind himself nearly constantly that Melfina was an android, a mimic of a human being he kept talking with her as a human, albeit one with very limited experience. He would occasionally find himself talking about a movie or an image or something that he thought she might like, but then he'd have to remind himself she was programmed, and although she was in the process of tailoring her program to her current user, all it would take would be a reformat of her rewritable drive and everything he taught her would be lost. It was this sort of realization that made people treat their biodroids like nothing but equipment, but Taggart couldn't help himself. No matter how much he would remind himself, Melfina's responses and curiosity were so lifelike, he always found himself slipping into merely conversational mode.
Thread: Heart of Transparisteel (Mr. M and tempted kitsune)

The world of Bluesky swelled large through the pilot canopy. Taggart was strapped in the pilot's chair, guiding the Tears down into the atmosphere. Melfina was in one of the flight-duty stations, observing. Both of them had their HALOs active, and Melfina was also interfaced directly with the ship computer. Her job this time out was to observe, monitor the autopilot, and learn what she could Taggart was interested in getting her rated and cleared so she could act as a full-on actual pilot for the times when the autopilot just wasn't capable enough. They were both in their olive drab ship-suits, which was more than comfortable enough for Bluesky. In clothes and his old boots, she looked indistinguishable from a very light-skinned blue-haired human. So, a little old-fashioned, then, as that kind of look had been all the rage among the body-mod crowd a few years ago. Okay, he said conversationally, that was landing control we have a spot on the field, which is the cheapest of berths, but it's all we need. Bluesky is reasonably safe, certainly as far as shipjacking or major crime goes, and we don't need professional repairs or resupply, so a patch of grass is all that'll be necessary. We'll be touching down at local midafternoon, and as always, it's sunny and warm on Bluesky. The wispy high-altitude clouds didn't block their view of the planet's bright blue oceans and wide swaths of greenery. Bluesky was mostly an agricultural colony, but its one town with starport facilities also acted as a decent general restocking point. That was the plan, actually. She'd already composed a shopping list of what she'd like to have for the galley and for general purposes, using her past few days on the ship to guide her choices, and he'd only added a few basics for his work, such as ammo and gun oil. Now, when we get to the marketplace, we'll prowl the stalls. Again, I just want you to try and get used to the environment you should learn how to handle yourself in crowds, how to look for and find what you want. I'll be along, I'll have the cash, just stick close and keep an eye on me, you can see the kind of thing you'll be doing, eventually. You're a fast learner, I'm sure you'll be doing things on your own very shortly.
Thread: The Three Kingdoms

Rules 1 If you want to join, we would love to have you, but please get the character sheet from the Interest forum and send your completed version of it to Night Walker for review first. This helps to ensure no insanely overpowered characters come crashing the party 2 All forms of adult behaviour are allowed in this world, but remember that this is a place where all people are welcome to come and play. For that reason, players are asked to roleplay full on sex scenes in their own thread and just link it back to the main story this forum. That way people can read over the details as they wish, or can ignore the hot and heavy parts altogether if it isnt what they are into 3 No taking control of other's characters unless you OK it with them first. I do not approve of godmodding or player squabbles. Additionally, in the case of any conflicts, I will listen to both sides and try to work out a resolution. I want to avoid player bickering over events in this game as much as possible. Remember, we're all here to have fun. 4 Players may have up to 3 characters. Related Forums Encyclopaedia Characters OOC Thread Interest Check
Thread: The Three Kingdoms

The early morning sun still hung low in the sky, casting a pale orange light over the land. The Great Green was just waking. Birds sang in the towering trees while shadowy figures darted through the underbrush. The world of Humans though had been awake for hours. The chimes from Vaskaan Citys Temple of All Gods called the citizens to morning prayers the students in Etanas magic schools were summoned to their first classes of the day and Ferazis extensive marketplaces and rows of merchant shops were already bustling with activity. Hunters, awake since dawn, crept through the forests. Slavers in Greystrand, Volarra, and Blackstone set out to their daily quest for Elves and Dwarves. The guards along the north and south borders of the Dead Plains passed their posts off to the next shift. In Seranto, the slave market was starting as a few slave traders finished setting up their shops. Wood Elves, Water Elves, a few Light Elves, and even the odd Dwarf, appeared among the numerous humans up for sale, some dressed, some not. They were displayed in various manners around the massive grey cobblestone square where small trader stalls lined the sienna walls. The round court was easily 500 feet across with a tall wooden dais in the center where a quartet of Elf musicians in short tunics played. Rickety kiosks dotted the square between the slaver stalls and the band, selling all kinds of slave accessories from clothing and collars to whips and restraints. Armed guards in a variety of identifying colours patrolled the market near the stalls of their respective employers. The largest force by far was that of the Slave Magnate himself. His soldiers were tall and muscular, covered in chainmail with solid steel gauntlets, greaves, sabatons, and armets. Their outfits were covered with a tabard displaying the black X on a red field which was the banner of the Slave Magnate. Complete with heavy crossbows and long bardiches, the official Slave market guards were an imposing sight to any would-be trouble makers. On the eastern edge of the market, untouched by the low sun, a short broad man reviewed his recently purchased market licence in front of a cage holding a stunningly beautiful human woman dressed in a tiny grey thong and tattered grey bandeau which did little to hide her large breasts. A seamless silvery metal collar etched with strange characters clung tight to her neck. A taller man, dressed in the garb of a Vaskaan guard, stood next to the cage with a spear. The guard keep eyeing the imprisoned woman with a hungry look in his eyes. The smaller man had already admonished the guard twice that morning, demanding he pay attention and keep his hands off her. It was the first time to the Seranto slave market for either of them, and as excited as the guard may be, the shorter man was anxious. As beautiful as the woman was, he had been unable to break her fierce spirit. He tried his best to hide his concern. He knew it could be hard to sell her for a decent amount if buyers knew how eager he was to be rid of her.
Thread: The Three Kingdoms

Lynise held her hand up to her forehead to keep the morning sun out of her eyes. She didn't venture west too often and the woodlands just a few miles east of Kassan seemed fresh and new to her all over again. She stuck her living branch in the ground to help her up a hill, like other Dryads she could swiftly and deftly make her way through the woods but she liked to take slow walks occasionally. Through the trees she could see flits of movement from other Dryads, when it was just Nymphs around they had little reason to conceal themselves amongst one another. She carefully handled the little sapling she kept in a canvas bag full of dirt, it was inconvenient but without it she'd be tethered to her grove and that just won't do. She ventures closer to the human roads but still remains relatively out of the way, the sounds from Kassan managed to carry their way over and she knew she didn't want to get much closer.
Thread: The Three Kingdoms

Masako was asleep, having slept the entire trip there except to punch the smaller man when he forced her to change. The guy probably still had it, she didn??t know either way due to her comatose state. She shifted around and curled up into a ball, trying to relax on the dirt under her and grimaced in her sleep at how uncomfortable it was. The busty blonde hadn??t done anything to really earn a padding or pillow for herself and constantly tugged at her collar and seemed overall displeased. It wouldn??t be too much longer before she??d start to stir and slowly sat up, yawning, stretching her arms over her head, which made her boobs bounce some. ??Stop staring at me you Neanderthal.? Masako snarled abrasively at the guard. As divinely beautiful as she was, regardless of how sultry she sounded when she wasn??t shouting at people the ex-knight was a huge bitch. She looked around some, noticing that at least she was in the shade for the most part and actually looked thankful. ??Now why don??t you just let me out of here, you??re not going to make a big profit off selling me.? She said and grumbled a bit. ??I still maintain I wasn??t in Vaskaan for any covert reasons.?