[ His silence is fine, as is the lack of dramatics. None of that seems relevant, when she gets right down to it, because all that matters is that Alice survives this. They came back to Detroit to give her a normal, happy life, with friends and family and stability.
Why would someone hurt a child? To break their parents and trigger irrational responses in the decision-makers, yes, but-- but why risk the possibility of being labeled cruel, of losing any public support they might have had? ]
Talk to Markus. [ Not her. Please just leave her alone when this is over. ] He'll know more than us. He may have seen it before.
[ And may see it again, though Kara hopes not. ]
He'll be happy for any help you can give him too. This is... terrifying.
Help Markus. [ He says, with a smile curling up his face. Markus. He'd let Carl name him, of course, and it had turned into a fitting name, hadn't it? Like Marcus Aurelius; a philosopher and a leader and endlessly inspiring others to quote him. ] I may speak to him, once I'm done here.
But right now... [ He leans in towards Alice, reaches inside her head with one hand to adjust the wire's feed. ] I'm going to focus on this.
[ And indeed he does. Kamski is many things, but he's first and foremost passionate about what he does. He gets quieter the longer he works, small narrations coming further and further apart. ]
Kara. [ He says abruptly. It's the first time he's spoken in about ten minutes. He doesn't look up. ] I am actually going to need you to pull up her shirt for me, if you could.
[ Kamski thinks in terms of moves on a chess board, it seem, but Kara doesn't. All her focus right now is on Alice, on watching her vitals to make sure she's still alive, and watching her face for any sign of consciousness. She listens without answering and finds his silence... not relaxing, but... less unsettling than his descriptions. Maybe it's because any time she's been in a situation like this (any time that she remembers, anyway) it's resulted or almost resulted in her memory being reset. Her entire life, taken away from her. Just like that.
Alice doesn't so much as blink, her LED still cycling yellow.
If androids had stomachs, Kara is sure she'd feel hers clench and twist when he speaks up again. By now she'd bet he really doesn't mean anything untoward, except perhaps to be dramatic, but that's hardly the worst thing he could be. It's just... will he see Alice as less of a person, as a mere machine, if more of her shell is exposed? Will he help her any less?
What choice does she have, though? Nodding, Kara does as asked, careful and gentle, as if Alice had fallen asleep in clothes that need washing after a day of playing outside. ]
I'm not sure. [ Kamski looks at his tablet's screen up until the moment Kara is finished, and then he turns to the steel table again. ] If this works, not very long. [ And if it doesn't...
Failure is part of success, after all. Kamski has dealt with many, many more failed experiments than successful ones. The closer he'd gotten to AI, the more uncanny and superficially upsetting the mistakes had looked.
Quite frankly, anything that might happen to Alice right now, he's probably seen worse. It gives him a certain calm, as he touches the pressure plates on Alice's midsection that tell the front of her to open. The plastic skin rolls seamlessly under the above piece, hiding away and giving him access to her torso's biocomponents.
There's not as much room in child androids. Kamski has less experience with them, as well. He says neither of those things as he reaches in, shifting wires and biocomponents aside with careful, searching certainty.
Biocomponent #1356nv gives a short hiss as it's disconnected, its inner light winking and fading immediately. Kamski removes it and turns it over in his hands, inspecting. Hums to himself.
Plugs it directly into the tablet, as well, and turns back to the screen. ] Kara, if you could set a timer for three minutes, that would be wonderful. Alice's system isn't going to keep track of this biocomponent's loss itself.
[ All Kara been thinking about - the constant anxiety over this entire situation, and the discomfort over being anywhere near someone as unsettling as Kamski - fades into the background immediately once he makes his request. She does start the timer - one of the easiest functions she can perform - but most of her is focused on the only chance her daughter has. ]
What do you mean - she's dying right now without that?
She was already dying. [ Kamski looks up, though, directly at Kara. There's an emotion in her voice that makes him want to see it, even as focused as he is on his task. ] But yes, she'll die much faster without this.
[ Back towards his tablet, back towards combing through codes for the irregular patterns he'd noticed in it. ]
[ WOW EXCUSE YOU. But as angry as that makes her, Kara bites it back. Alice's life is more important. She keeps an eye on the timer, alerting him every fifteen seconds. Her stress levels rise slowly as time ticks by. ]
[ Kamski's stress levels - assuming Kara is capable of or wants to scan him - also rise, but they'll crest and then hover about two-thirds up whatever scale's being used. Stress means a lot of different things, and it isn't always negative, even if it is taxing. Kamski loves his work, even when - especially - when it's difficult.
He's having a great time right now, honestly, even if he's stopped smiling or reacting to Kara much at all. It's just him and biocomponent #1356nv, right now. ]
There, [ he whispers to himself. He waits a few more moments, watching his screen - Kara's just announced there's thirty seconds remaining. If he's done all this work but can't replicate it later, he'll have effectively wasted time, so he waits out the timer of the file saving bar before he disconnects the biocomponent.
Reaches back into Alice's torso as Kara's saying ten seconds. ]
Well. [ That self-satisfied smile? Is back, now. He looks over Alice's torso components with a brief glance, then presses on the panel so it will close again. ] That should be everything.
[ By the time he says he should (should??? REALLY???) be done, Kara is about ready to grab any of the tools within reach and smack him across the head with it. Even once the biocomponent is back in place, she's anxious, and all she can think to let some of that out is to tug Alice's shirt back down.
She waits, watching Alice's face for a moment. Glancing at the tablet. Looking back at Kamski. ]
Did you cure her?
[ Or did he just decide to make her an impromptu test subject and let the virus take her life? ]
We'll have to wait for her system to finish rebooting to be sure. [ Which is about as humble and realistic as Kamski's ever going to get about his own ability to create life from nothing. ]
[ Kara really, really doesn't like this guy. If she never has to see him again, it'll be too soon.
Alice's system reboots successfully. Kara takes her hand again, synthetic skin retracting at her fingertips so she can send her a wordless message of calm and safety. Luther will come find them if they aren't back in another hour. They're safe, for now. Or... as safe as they can be in their creator's lab. ]
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Date: 2018-08-23 01:13 pm (UTC)Why would someone hurt a child? To break their parents and trigger irrational responses in the decision-makers, yes, but-- but why risk the possibility of being labeled cruel, of losing any public support they might have had? ]
Talk to Markus. [ Not her. Please just leave her alone when this is over. ] He'll know more than us. He may have seen it before.
[ And may see it again, though Kara hopes not. ]
He'll be happy for any help you can give him too. This is... terrifying.
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Date: 2018-08-25 09:55 pm (UTC)But right now... [ He leans in towards Alice, reaches inside her head with one hand to adjust the wire's feed. ] I'm going to focus on this.
[ And indeed he does. Kamski is many things, but he's first and foremost passionate about what he does. He gets quieter the longer he works, small narrations coming further and further apart. ]
Kara. [ He says abruptly. It's the first time he's spoken in about ten minutes. He doesn't look up. ] I am actually going to need you to pull up her shirt for me, if you could.
I need to access a biocomponent in her torso.
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Date: 2018-08-26 12:17 am (UTC)Alice doesn't so much as blink, her LED still cycling yellow.
If androids had stomachs, Kara is sure she'd feel hers clench and twist when he speaks up again. By now she'd bet he really doesn't mean anything untoward, except perhaps to be dramatic, but that's hardly the worst thing he could be. It's just... will he see Alice as less of a person, as a mere machine, if more of her shell is exposed? Will he help her any less?
What choice does she have, though? Nodding, Kara does as asked, careful and gentle, as if Alice had fallen asleep in clothes that need washing after a day of playing outside. ]
How much longer?
[ Not to rush him. She's just nervous. ]
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Date: 2018-08-27 01:02 am (UTC)Failure is part of success, after all. Kamski has dealt with many, many more failed experiments than successful ones. The closer he'd gotten to AI, the more uncanny and superficially upsetting the mistakes had looked.
Quite frankly, anything that might happen to Alice right now, he's probably seen worse. It gives him a certain calm, as he touches the pressure plates on Alice's midsection that tell the front of her to open. The plastic skin rolls seamlessly under the above piece, hiding away and giving him access to her torso's biocomponents.
There's not as much room in child androids. Kamski has less experience with them, as well. He says neither of those things as he reaches in, shifting wires and biocomponents aside with careful, searching certainty.
Biocomponent #1356nv gives a short hiss as it's disconnected, its inner light winking and fading immediately. Kamski removes it and turns it over in his hands, inspecting. Hums to himself.
Plugs it directly into the tablet, as well, and turns back to the screen. ] Kara, if you could set a timer for three minutes, that would be wonderful. Alice's system isn't going to keep track of this biocomponent's loss itself.
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Date: 2018-08-28 12:56 am (UTC)What do you mean - she's dying right now without that?
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Date: 2018-08-28 01:21 am (UTC)[ Back towards his tablet, back towards combing through codes for the irregular patterns he'd noticed in it. ]
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Date: 2018-08-28 03:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-08-29 12:15 pm (UTC)He's having a great time right now, honestly, even if he's stopped smiling or reacting to Kara much at all. It's just him and biocomponent #1356nv, right now. ]
There, [ he whispers to himself. He waits a few more moments, watching his screen - Kara's just announced there's thirty seconds remaining. If he's done all this work but can't replicate it later, he'll have effectively wasted time, so he waits out the timer of the file saving bar before he disconnects the biocomponent.
Reaches back into Alice's torso as Kara's saying ten seconds. ]
Well. [ That self-satisfied smile? Is back, now. He looks over Alice's torso components with a brief glance, then presses on the panel so it will close again. ] That should be everything.
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Date: 2018-08-29 05:43 pm (UTC)She waits, watching Alice's face for a moment. Glancing at the tablet. Looking back at Kamski. ]
Did you cure her?
[ Or did he just decide to make her an impromptu test subject and let the virus take her life? ]
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Date: 2018-09-05 12:13 pm (UTC)But I certainly think so.
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Date: 2018-09-07 08:03 pm (UTC)Alice's system reboots successfully. Kara takes her hand again, synthetic skin retracting at her fingertips so she can send her a wordless message of calm and safety. Luther will come find them if they aren't back in another hour. They're safe, for now. Or... as safe as they can be in their creator's lab. ]
Should I activate her skin?