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no_fastolfe) wrote2011-10-17 07:04 pm
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8.0 Day in the Library (Spamlogs)
[Private to Sherlock]
At your convenience. I will understand if the way is impassable, however. I found myself among a wetland on my way this morning.
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[Vasilia is in the library, shelving books and generally getting the lay of the stacks. When she sees something out of place she goes for it-- surgical, putting it back in order as if she blames it for being out. Patterns, she's always been good at patterns.]
[OOC: Sorry about the lateness, Nemo!]
At your convenience. I will understand if the way is impassable, however. I found myself among a wetland on my way this morning.
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[Vasilia is in the library, shelving books and generally getting the lay of the stacks. When she sees something out of place she goes for it-- surgical, putting it back in order as if she blames it for being out. Patterns, she's always been good at patterns.]
[OOC: Sorry about the lateness, Nemo!]
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It is not onerous work and it is quiet. As long as you continue to permit, I will use the lab for work of my own choosing.
I am near satisfied with my logical simulations and have begun drafting work on basic proto-automata programs that could function in what is known as the Grid. This would be under supervision of a warden, of course: Rinzler is one of the Barge experts on the Grid, being a native thereto.
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The grid. [His intonation is entirely steady, but it's a question all the same.]
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Humans can through some means be transmuted inside it, becoming part of the system without harming the machine. [Isn't this amazing? her tone implies. Isn't this bewildering and fascinating?]
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Fictional! A bizarre claim to make of anyone, least of all a friend of mine!
[She's stopped shying away from the f-word. Whatever it means to a simple Auroran robot-- whatever it doesn't mean to the usual Auroran citizen-- she has chosen to appropriate it to properly describe her relationship with Rinzler.]
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Very little here makes actual sense.
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[She crosses her arms, the bridge of her nose wrinkling with irritation.]
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[Though her idea is more than a little unsettling. He frowns, how would he know? Does a construct believe it's real right up until the point it ceases to exist?]
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And beyond the general case, remember that we are speaking specifically about an individual of great value to me. I will not easily be convinced of his non-existence.
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Ah, well. Great value. [He doesn't make that into a question, just lets it hang there.]
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Returning to your hypothesis: which members of the barge do you consider only fictional constructs?
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Myself.
[Of course he isn't the best example what with the time period difference, but there's his alternate self to point out.]
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And the ramifications of being a fictional construct, and what this means about your competencies and validity as a thinking being, if you please?
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It certainly raises interesting questions of pre-destination and free will, but then those are much the same questions theologians have attempted to reconcile for centuries. Only in my case, I know there is a God, and his name is Conan-Doyle. [He may make a good show of not being fazed, but that last is said with more than a hint of bitterness.]
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I refuse to compromise my few points of stability because you are apparently fictional, sir. I will not take it into consideration with Rinzler, nor with you nor anyone else. And you cannot convince me to do otherwise. [Which, besides being imperious and self centered, is also an admission that she depends on Sherlock to some extent. But then, she's darkly convinced that he's deduced it somehow already, so no harm in admission.]