Narrator wrote:In 'code-space' Natalie is digging through the digital equivalent of scar-tissue while trying to parse the other half of a paired system. There's not much she can gleam, the swarm is set up to be able to interpret a wide range of things with a sophisticated learning system. Hard to really tell how precisely instructions are usually delivered, though she does find some old instructions filed away. The most recent fulfilled one is very crude, the system itself doing most of the work of assembling the swarm into the shape of a knife. Timestamped over a month ago. Before then she finds a whole array of odd geometrical data, shaping the swarm. A lot of it is filled with instructions to disassemble indiscriminately. Spears, blades and whips set to cut through nearly anything by shredding it on a near molecular level. Before then a couple of less destructive positional and movement instructions and before that strange biometric and life-support data.
Victor Freud wrote:While things seemed to be going well, Vic was a bit of a pessimist. He looked around the utterly looming motor pool for something, before giving Drake a little nudge.
"Hey, you mind giving me a little lift over there?" He whispered to the taller student as he gestured toward an engine block hanging from a hoist.
Narrator wrote:The core is hard to get an instruction into if only due to the sheer amount of data and recursive loops stuck in there. She does get the impression that her credentials aren't correct and that under 'normal' operations the big sister system would provide a neural pattern as a means of authentication.
Narrator wrote:"Ex-pe-re-m'nt. Sou-ck-s-ess."
"Simil'rty down. Sbvert dircti've to restore di-men-sional parameters."
The camera whirs again and the giant robot lowers itself a little closer to Will. "Local similarity up. You. Why?"
Narrator wrote:If Natalie wasn't so deep into digging through core programming she might notice the extent to which the swarm seems alarmed at it's readings of Will, but as it is she's busy trying to reverse-engineer a weird proprietary system. Credential recovery seems tied into a weird mix of biometric, neural and hardware parameters. Somebody really made sure that control of this system was not going to be taken from the one person it was designed for, being in possession of a specific interface. There is a sub-routine that accounts for biological drift, but it's almost more of a bio-sign monitor. The backlog of data indicates that the person in contact with the nanite system had not disengaged from it for years.
Drake Martin wrote:"Only if you're alright with the very real possibility of falling," he said, sizing Vic up, But you do look light enough to try carrying."
He waited for Vic to get a solid hold and took off. It was slow going, but the pair made it safely. Drake, however, was beginning to look exhausted..
Narrator wrote:"Cease obstructing." the giant robot demands as Will snakes his way underneath it's plating, getting awfully thin to try and reach, but he does get to what feels like important mechanical workings regarding the leg still standing on top of his face.
Narrator wrote:Will starts kicking the mechanical joint. It doesn't budge much for the first couple kicks, Will's foot thumping against snug-fitting metal structures precision-engineered by the finest mad science. He would have to hit an exact spot, at the exact right angle to produce an error signal that gets shorted out by the conductive shapeshifter wrapped around it's inner workings, triggering another conduit that got fried by a Technopath wriggling through the network and engaging the Nanite's internalPym ParticleVanDyne Destillate mechanism. A crucial bolt in the Nanite's leg assembly suddenly pops down back to nano scale and the whole leg sags suddenly and then falls away entirely, leaving it to precariously balance on the remaining three.
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