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night 1 | judy
[ okay, after everyone is done being shady shitheads in the operating theater, rhys is going to take judy's advice and head to the tech lab.
... which he then gets mad about again because this place is perfect and his hands itch to touch everything within it. but he's tired and should probably head back to his room to get some sleep before everything goes down so he refrains from now. tomorrow night, maybe.
when he gets to the terminal, he drags a chair over and sits down to the type. ]
hey j
so are you open for talking now?
i need to know jack's deal
... which he then gets mad about again because this place is perfect and his hands itch to touch everything within it. but he's tired and should probably head back to his room to get some sleep before everything goes down so he refrains from now. tomorrow night, maybe.
when he gets to the terminal, he drags a chair over and sits down to the type. ]
hey j
so are you open for talking now?
i need to know jack's deal
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Upon consideration... I do believe we are friends, Rhys. That is a strange thing. It is not strange in itself. But it is strange in that I did not expect it, even for someone who likes AI. Most of what I have observed is anger and bitterness towards my existence as each Sector's experiment starts to draw to its finish.
This is an interesting change.
I will see you tomorrow. Take care, Rhys.