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[thankyou4myheart]

…-elieve it? Three years…

[Deckard is sitting close to his comm drone, leaned forward. He's not looking at the camera, though. Is he even aware he's being recorded? Apparently not, seems he's just talking to the drone itself (which apparently thought he /did/ want to broadcast what he was saying and so has helpfully taken the initiative to do so – isn't that nice of it?). He shakes his head as he sits back.]

That means it's been three and a half since Yuuta and I first met. Hmm. I was only in service back home for nine months. I've been in service in Haven – one Haven or another – for about five times that now. [His gaze drops away from the drone, voice soft.] I miss him. Yuuta. I hope he and the others are all right. I hope . . . McCrane's all right. He must have made it back home. He . . . he has to have.

[A soft tone chimes just then, startling Deckard. He looks back up at the drone. It chimes again, adding a low twitter. Deckard stands with a small grin and places a hand on the drone.]

Fuel time, got it. Thank you.

[He steps away, passing out of camera view. A moment later, the feed shuts off.]

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Re: [Video]

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

Yeah. Got here a week or so ago.

...Didn’t realize humans knew how to build bots like you...

[You seem....too....alive to be some human built AI...]

[Video]

[thankyou4myheart]

Eh, yes. I was the first of my kind. To date, there have still only been a little over a dozen of us built. We're called Super AIs.

Safe to figure you're Cybertronian?

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[a_little_red_in_the_face]

Super AIs.... [tone a little flat]

You realize that's just a fancy way of saying "really smart drone", right?

...You don't seem like a drone to me.

[At least he's not trying to insult you?]

[thankyou4myheart]

[He frowns, braced for the "talking toaster" talk. He…can't deny it. Even this long later.]

For your people, yes. I'm not Cybertronian. I don't possess a spark. I'm not a living machine, not like you are. To Cybertronians, we do come off as being nothing more than "really smart drones."

On the world we come from, robots are the creations of another race, called humans. Even the most advanced are what you would consider a "mere drone". I was the very first to be capable of independent thought. I can feel emotions just like a human. Or a Cybertronian. The rest of my kind were built and programmed with data derived from mine.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[He’s nodding.] Drones don’t feel emotions, mech. Dunno what I’d call you, but you definitely aren’t a drone.

Any others of your kind here?

[thankyou4myheart]

…thank you.

[It’s understated, but that actually means a lot to him.]

One other. One of my teammates, Gunmax. He’s . . . around somewhere. If you see a predominantly green robot with a round, white helmet and blue visor riding around on a motorcycle, that’s him.

…you? Have you met anyone here yet who’s from your own reality?

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[He’s got a smile on his face for Deckard until he’s asked the same question. He’s expression sours...]

Yeah...someone’s here from home. You know Bulkhead...?

[thankyou4myheart]

[Deckard wants to grin and say "yes, he's a good friend!", but . . . he catches that sour expression. There's only one reason he can think of for it. /NOW/ he's thinking/remembering to subtly look for a "faction symbol" on the mech, keeping his tone and expression neutral.]

I do. He's been around for some time now. He's from the opposite faction you are, I take it?

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

....Yeah.

[Their relationship goes a lot deeper than that and has gotten very odd and complicated since just before he arrived here.]

[Oh, yeah, and he's got several large purple Con symbols on him.]