meadowlark | (no subject)

I am searching for the one who brought me here. The one arrogant enough to believe he could experiment upon me without consequence. Do you know who that is, god of a security system?

Jesus. I'm not actually a god. I have no idea about anything about you people, you just walked in and set off the security alert.

Then you know nothing of how we came to be here?

I'm starting to put together a picture. But I don't know any more than what I'm being told.

What assurance do we have that you are trustworthy?

What kind of assurance do you want? Me saying 'yes we're trustworthy'? How about the fact I let you into the safehouse in the first place?

And then not allowed us to leave.

Because we don't know if you're trustworthy yet. And even if you are, the level of stuff you don't know about is enough that you'd definitely be security risks if you left right now.

What stuff? What is there to know which we do not?

You don't even know what neural implants are. So basically everything.

I am not thick. I know what a neural implant is.

None of your friends do.

Then explain it to them that we may be out of this place.

You think that's it? That's just a basic. Most of you don't know what year it is, or anything about the government. But you do now know where this safehouse is. We can't let you out until we know it's going to be safe for you and us.

Very well. Tell me where we may learn of these things.

I don't know right now. I'm still dealing with you just walking through the door, and I don't exactly keep 'teach a bunch of people the basics on how the world works because it looks like they came from totally different universes' on hand at all times.

If this world has developed to the point it has neural implants then it follows you have some kind of shared network of information. Even if you are concerned of the harm we may pose to your group, you ought be able to give us limited access to it.

You're right, but the safehouse is shielded so no one inside can be tracked. No internet.

[ deep breaths. it's probably not deliberately trying to make you mad ]

Will you have a solution before the humans among us begin to die of old age?

Oh my god, look. I know you just escaped from a traumatic experience where you were drugged and tied up and probably experimented on for who knows how long, but we're trying to help you. We don't actually want to keep you locked up, but we didn't know you existed until five minutes ago. We just need some time to figure this out.

[JUST MORE DEEP, CALMING BREATHS]

How much time do you anticipate it taking?

I don't know.

Ymir's balls, is all technology on this forsaken planet as useless as you?

What? I'm not technology, genius. I'm a person.

[.....]

An actual flesh and blood human?

[IN HIS DEFENCE YOU'RE TALKING IN HIS HEAD AND HE'S FROM A PLACE WHERE USUALLY THAT IMPLIES AI OF SOME KIND]