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"Okay but why is it still powered on, though?" Your eyes keep glancing between the computer and Quincy. "No one stopped us from messing with it. All I got was some weird looks but it's like they were completely fine with me waltzing up here!"
"Wait, yeah, that is weird." Kiara rubs her chin. "Is it normal to let guests roam that freely?"
Alexis snaps her fingers in a desperate attempt to think of a reasonable answer here. "...Naomi, your thoughts?"
Naomi simply shrugs with an indifferent smile. "Even if we intentionally activated it, it would not have killed any valuable assets towards X-Corp. While the inherent meaning or meaninglessness of life can be argued-"
"ACTUALLY. IT IS BECAUSE IT WOULD BE RISKY TO TURN IT OFF." Quincy points underneath the offending computer's desk. As your group kneels down to look at it, it uh. It looks like a set of N-Corp christmas lights that have been left in the attic for fifty years. "WE FRANKLY DO NOT KNOW HOW OLD THIS HARDWARE IS NOR WHAT WILL HAPPEN IF WE TURN IT OFF."
"THERE IS A POTENTIAL RISK ON IT SELF DENOTING REGARLDESS OF WHAT WE DO. SO WE SIMPLY TOLD PEOPLE TO STAY AWAY UNTIL WE COULD FIND THE OWNER OR GET A BOMB SQUAD OVER. <span class="mu-b">GIVEN THE IMPORTANT FILES ON THERE, WE RATHER NOT DESTROY IT UNLESS NECESSARY.</span>" <<span class="mu-b">"LAST I RECALLED, IT HELD SOME VALUABLE MILITARY BLUEPRINTS AND EXPERIMENTAL TRAINING REGIMENS.</span>">
Training regimens, huh? Maybe if you gained access to what those are, you could offer some useful advice given your line of work as a Cleaner.
"Mind being less vague? What kind of files are-" Alexis is immediately interrupted by an odd hissing sound coming out of the back of Quincy's throat.
"Hey!" Kiara wags her finger at him. "You can just say no like a decent person-" This only gets the hiss to get even louder.
"SILENCE. I WILL NOT BE HARRASED BY A SENTIENT TOASTER!"
Several of the officer workers glance over at Quincy's outburst.
Quincy lets out an annoyed, guttural hiss from the back of his throat. "I APOLOGIZE. I WAS GIVEN SENSITIVITY TRAINING FOR THIS AFTER LAST TIME. SORRY IF I OFFENDED THE TO-"
[RASH] He promptly gets interrupted by a metallic palm smacking him HARD against the cheek. The drone nearly gets sent to the floor but he manages to grab onto a nearby cubicle wall and regains his balance.
"There. Now I accept your apology. Now, can we talk on even footing now?" Kiara responds with thinly veiled contempt. <<span class="mu-b">"I already have to tolerate working with Drones back at my day job, let alone-"</span>>
The glare Alexis is giving her is probably enough to scorch metal at this point. Quincy sits back down with a bright yellow welt on his cheek.
Alexis sharply clears her throat. "We are here to HELP, Kiara. Not to fight over some intercompany squabbles. What the actual fuck are you thinking? You do realize the MOMENT he wants to, he could FILL US WITH MORE LEAD THAN A PENCIL???" With every word said, more and more frustration oozes out.
