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The Quadrone sifted through the string of recent processes, seeking a
priority to execute, then clicked in confusion. No priority. How could there
be no priority?
Oh yes. Priority: protect Director. Wait- this priority was not set by the
Director, was it? Nordom clicked, tracking the origin of the Priority and
found... Nordom. A circular priority? Logically valid, but the unwritten rule
was that such things should not exist. Or was it a written rule? Nordom
sifted through the protocol listings... so many holes!
As if by instinct Nordom shot a pair of bolts into the darkness, and a screech
sounded, and faded into the grim whispers of the halls.
Nordom: Protect the Director. From: Nordom.
Metal limbs clacked as they sped down the halls, fueled by the message.
Nordom was Nordom. Nordom was Nordom's Self. Nordom has set the
given priority, and must execute it...
The Quadrone clicked, its purpose suddenly becoming clear. Shaking off the
confusion of the past, it scanned the surroundings, trying to reassess the
situation. The Director must be found.
"Processing... Plane: Negative Material. Location: Fortress of Regrets."
view.
an unclassified organism drifted into
Nordom strategized quickly, and came to one dim conclusion while hopping
away... "Sense of closure imminent."
The proposal was rejected immediately. "You wish harm on one that has
aided Nordom at cost to his-selves. Nordom will attempt to neutralize the
threat. Prospect of success: Slight."
A pair of whistling bolts shot from the two mechanical crossbows, and they
passed harmlessly through the gaps in the creature's ropy form.
Nordom staggered as hammers of force shattered against metal frame.
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