revenance_rpg | Shop Straightening Shenanigans

Characters: Ienzo, Namine, and open
Content: Cleaning up the spirit painting shop and tea shop. Also shenanigans. Possibly booze.
Location (including world): 4th District, Traverse Town
Time of Day: EVENING (really, morning as far as the "day" goes)
Warnings: Kia is trying to lull us into complacency with comedy elements. :3

Ienzo had set his coat aside and folded it up neatly. The furniture was in well-ordered heaps outside the shop, but everything needed to be cleaned and painted before actually bringing things inside. He didn't even want to consider what they'd have to do to make the upstairs comfortable and livable. He reminded himself that he'd have to mention the apartments on the upper levels; people might be pleased to find a place to live that wasn't the hotel.

The ground floor was large and mostly open, though the space could be conveniently divided so that each business would have its own area. It did have back room space, fortunately enough, so that they didn't have to think too much about creating their own back areas. One of the back areas currently had several crates, one of which Ienzo suspected that several of the adults would prefer to get into sometime soon, given the general stress levels. Still, that would be a question for when they were open for business.

Ienzo took up a broom and headed towards the back to begin sweeping things out.

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Ziva had been standing near the wall again, leaning on her broom and watching the antics as they started. She didn't plan on doing any drinking tonight, and was just planning on keeping any 'bar brawls' from getting out of hand. A voice came from beside her, and she glanced over to see Delta, jumping slightly. She hadn't expected to see him there.

"I apologize." She said with a sheepish smile on her face. "I should not have been staring, I am... just not sure exactly what you are?" To the point, yes, but the easiest way to say it anyway.

"I am Delta. I am an artificial intelligence fragment assigned to Agent York as part of Project Freelancer." That was a basic summary, at any rate. It was uncertain what information would be helpful, given that they were on the cutting edge of AI implantation research.

Agent York? That was the guy in the yellow armor, right? She remembered Wash saying something about him earlier that she had overheard. Or, it had something to do with a 'york'. He had apparently gone for the alcohol.

"Project Freelancer? What is that?" She'd watched movies dealing with artificial intelligence, so she followed that enough, but that was something she'd never heard of.

"Project Freelancer was an attempt to pair highly skilled soldiers with AI in order to improve their skills in battle. Humanity is at a distinct technological disadvantage in the current conflict, and therefore there are many research avenues geared towards finding a solution. Artificial intelligences are commonly used in order to run ships, vehicles, or city or planetwide computer systems. Project Freelancer sought to use a smart AI for the purpose of running specialized equipment and offering tactical support." Delta fell silent to wait for a response. Hopefully that was not too much information all at once.

Her eyebrow raised as she listened to his explanation. It took a minute, and her having to think like McGee normally would, to partially comprehend what Delta was saying. She'd probably get it more later, when she had more time to figure it out, but maybe not.

"Ok, still processing all that, but it is a lot to comprehend." She'd admit it. "Considering there is not a 'current conflict' like what you are describing, unless I am missing something." And she could be. But, not admitting that part.

"But, how does it...you...this whole thing work?" Yeah, she sounded really smart. And Fluffy's snickering coming from where he was perched nearby didn't help.

"The Human-Covenant War began in the year 2525 and is currently ongoing," Delta offered helpfully. He paused; he didn't usually have to explain the situation to people who were unfamiliar with the basic setting of the war.

"What you are seeing right now is a hologram. My actual consciousne..." Delta paused for a long moment. "I live in a chip that is in York's head. His armor makes this hologram so I can talk to people."

Ziva's thought process stopped on the year he stated for a moment. 2525? That was a bit over 500 years after the last time she looked at a calendar. It couldn't be that the were actually from... yeah, she wasn't going to entertain that thought right at the moment.

Confirm the facts, speculate later.

"You said 2525, right?" Yeah, way to sound brilliant.

"Yes. The initial contact with the Covenant coincided with the beginning of the war." He and York hadn't really kept up with the war recently; they'd had too much to concentrate on on a personal level.

Yep. 2525. That wasn't the year she was used to hearing. And she had a feeling that Delta didn't outright lie unless there was a good reason to. Especially about something as simple as a year. She was getting a headache. And something else was bothering her.

"And wait, you also said something about a chip in his head, did you not?" If Delta's wondering: No, it's not making sense. At all.

"Yes. I am currently contained in a chip that resides in a port on the back of York's neck. I am able to move to other forms of storage if the need arises. Agent Washington and Agent North have the ability to interface with a chip as well. Agent North's AI is Theta, and Agent Washington does not carry an AI at this point in time." The surgery was both proven and safe; certainly there had been concerns at first, but it appeared to be stable medical technology at this point.

If McGee were here, he'd probably be able to explain a bit more about what was going on. Or, he'd be having a geek freak out over the fact that he was talking to an AI hologram. Either one was a viable option. Ziva could only wish she could understand more (although it was kinda cool to be talking to Delta, even she could admit that).

"So, wait, did Wash have an AI at one time?" She glanced over at the other people for a moment, before shifting her attention back to Delta. She hadn't met Agent North yet, and was wondering they had come in. But, there were still only two sets of armor, and she was assuming there would be a third, if he did.

"I believe that is something that Agent Washington would prefer to discuss with people himself," Delta replied. It would only complicate things further to explain Epsilon's existence in a robot body, and he had probably provided enough information for her to process at this time.

"I see." She wondered if she could take that as a 'yes' for now and get confirmation from the source later. Besides, he was right, she had plenty to chew on for now.

She really should have been taking notes on this.

"If you require clarification on any point that I have mentioned at any time in the future, please do not hesitate to ask." She might have more questions after she had had time to think about things. "There are, however, some queries that I am incapable of answering." And some queries that he would not answer.

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(500 years in the future people live in sci-fi land. Boom, done)