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[b][i]He extends a hand.[/i][/b] "Names Cephalon. So, your an A.I, correct?"
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"Yes I am" [b]he shakes your hand[/b]
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"Huh. What's it like being an Artificial intelligence?"
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"I'm not sure. This is the only existence I've ever known so I'm not sure what it's like to be an organic"
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"Trust me. It seems fun, but there is soooooooooo many inconveniences. You have to bathe, work out, eat food, all that stuff."
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"I've studied organics before"
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"Yeah, I was one."
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"I know"
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"And how do you know that? My name is KIA in every record in the galaxy. I made sure of that."
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"I scanned you"
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"And how did you detect a spirit in a mech?"
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"It wants just that. Its the way you act and talk"
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"That makes sense. So, you were in rest mode or something?
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"Yes"
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"I'm working on a prototype. Want to go shoot stuff?"
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"Sure"
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"Cmon." He says, and he grabs a large part, and it looks to be the same size and piece as his arm
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[b]he follows[/b]
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[b][i]He attaches it on the way to the training room.[/i][/b] "Let's hope this doesn't blow up in my face."
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"I have my own weapons to use so this should be fun"
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"Well, let's see what this baby can do."
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[b]he follows silently[/b]
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[b][i]They walk into the room, and it's on his arm, covering his hand.[/i][/b] "Load up a target sim for we, would ya."
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[b]he loads up the simulation[/b]
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[b][i]As the targets load up, a few parts of the weapon pop over his knuckles, and it starts spinning. A large beam is fired after a few seconds, tearing through them[/i][/b]