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goneawayworld2020-04-30 08:08 pm
cachedout) wrote in goneawayworld2020-04-30 08:08 pm
Can You See Me Now?
Who: Cayde-6 and, quite possibly, you
What: Scouting the rig's security systems
Where: Anywhere your heart feels
When: The pre-mission days after the first sheetcake party
Warnings/Notes: If you do brackets with me that is 100% fine I'll come do brackets too
One of the local robot people is out and about. Cayde is pushing boundaries, which is to say that Cayde is having a pretty typical day since he found himself in Jorgmund's loving corporate chokehold. If he has to be stuck in a frosty tincan with a bunch of strangers, he's going to make the best of it and figure out what that "best" just might look like. A key part of that is getting a grip on where he can and can't go, and how much security is going to limit his movements and activities.
Right now, he's playing with security cameras.
"Alexa," Cayde asks the ceiling, pleasant and casual, orange throat lamp lighting up as he speaks, "Can you see me on the cameras right now?" He's making eye contact (well, glowing blue optic contact) with a shiny black security camera lens as he says it. He gives it a little wave.
She processes for several silent seconds, then a sweet and chirpy reply rings out:
"No, Cayde-6, you are currently outside of visual monitoring!"
"You'd recognize me if you could?"
"Yes!"
"Is there anybody under...." he takes a few steps closer to the camera and squints up at it to check it for identifying marks, then gives her the camera number.
"Not currently!" Alexa reports brightly.
"That's very interesting. Thank you, Alexa."
"You are welcome, Cayde-6!"
He repeats this test throughout the rig. While he's careful to avoid actual world-resident Jorgmund staffers, he's less careful about other new hires. Each time, he feels like his heart (or whatever Clovis Bray gave him instead of one) grows another size. It's hard for a robot with no lips to grin from ear to ear, but the subtle shift in the plates around his eyes conveys some of the expression as Cayde figures out just how many great and nasty ideas he is probably going to be able to get away with here. The company can't visually track him. That doesn't mean they haven't planted a tracker of some kind on him, he'll have to find a way to test that later, but as long as he's within acceptable crew areas? This is an absolute game changer.
PROMPT A:
Cayde finishes another round of camera checking, asking Alexa if she can see him, and confirming that she can't. Someone else nearby might have some opinions on seeing this situation develop, no?
PROMPT B:
Cayde notices another new hire is conveniently nearby the latest camera. Wherever they are on the rig, someone finds a robot man asking them: "Hey, wanna help with an experiment I'm doing?"
What: Scouting the rig's security systems
Where: Anywhere your heart feels
When: The pre-mission days after the first sheetcake party
Warnings/Notes: If you do brackets with me that is 100% fine I'll come do brackets too
One of the local robot people is out and about. Cayde is pushing boundaries, which is to say that Cayde is having a pretty typical day since he found himself in Jorgmund's loving corporate chokehold. If he has to be stuck in a frosty tincan with a bunch of strangers, he's going to make the best of it and figure out what that "best" just might look like. A key part of that is getting a grip on where he can and can't go, and how much security is going to limit his movements and activities.
Right now, he's playing with security cameras.
"Alexa," Cayde asks the ceiling, pleasant and casual, orange throat lamp lighting up as he speaks, "Can you see me on the cameras right now?" He's making eye contact (well, glowing blue optic contact) with a shiny black security camera lens as he says it. He gives it a little wave.
She processes for several silent seconds, then a sweet and chirpy reply rings out:
"No, Cayde-6, you are currently outside of visual monitoring!"
"You'd recognize me if you could?"
"Yes!"
"Is there anybody under...." he takes a few steps closer to the camera and squints up at it to check it for identifying marks, then gives her the camera number.
"Not currently!" Alexa reports brightly.
"That's very interesting. Thank you, Alexa."
"You are welcome, Cayde-6!"
He repeats this test throughout the rig. While he's careful to avoid actual world-resident Jorgmund staffers, he's less careful about other new hires. Each time, he feels like his heart (or whatever Clovis Bray gave him instead of one) grows another size. It's hard for a robot with no lips to grin from ear to ear, but the subtle shift in the plates around his eyes conveys some of the expression as Cayde figures out just how many great and nasty ideas he is probably going to be able to get away with here. The company can't visually track him. That doesn't mean they haven't planted a tracker of some kind on him, he'll have to find a way to test that later, but as long as he's within acceptable crew areas? This is an absolute game changer.
PROMPT A:
Cayde finishes another round of camera checking, asking Alexa if she can see him, and confirming that she can't. Someone else nearby might have some opinions on seeing this situation develop, no?
PROMPT B:
Cayde notices another new hire is conveniently nearby the latest camera. Wherever they are on the rig, someone finds a robot man asking them: "Hey, wanna help with an experiment I'm doing?"
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If Alexa wasn't truly being cooperative, and was just lying? The ensuing punishment would suck, but it would at least let them know what kind of leeway they actually had.
"Alexa, what isn't currently outside of visual monitoring?"
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Being noticed (if it's possible) is part of the goal here, it seems.
"Visual monitoring is currently fully operational," Alexa chirps, helpfully unhelpful. Cayde's response is to laugh.
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Something seems a little off about this. It's possible Alexa could just be glitchy, but Doreen's met AIs before. Heck, she's standing right next to a robot. Alexa might just be a personal assistant, but it's also possible she might be something more.
"Alexa, how many cameras are active?"
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Cayde's eyebrows jump up and he gestures at the ceiling as if to say see????
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<Wait, really?> Tippy asks, poking her head out of Doreen's pocket.
"Yep. The cameras are fine, Alexa's just not telling anybody anything useful about what she seeing through them. She might actually be helping us."
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It's ironic, considering Cayde himself is a robot. He seems to realize that a split second later.
"No offense of course, Alexa."
"None taken, Cayde-6," she replies, but doesn't seem to be tipping her non-existent hand here.
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Doreen could be wrong, but she didn't think so. And her hunches usually panned out.
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