Becoming an Archangel

[Moira Skaldi]

[member="Maelion Liates"], [member="Doll Crux"]

Some things just could not be imitated. Machines were designed to be perfect, precise, purged of organic weaknesses, yet at the same time had to blend in. There was perhaps an element of vanity in this as well. For the human replica droids saw themselves as perfection incarnate, ergo the last thing they wanted to do was weigh themselves down with organic blemishes. Herein lay another irony, which showed that they might be closer to the organics they rejected as inferior and sought to render superfluous, then wipe out.

For it was the fact that they were modelled after organics that enabled the HRDs to be creative and within reason spontaneous, develop ambition even. Such as the ambition to eradicate all sentient life and usher in a new order, a mechanical dystopia where logic and reason would reign...populated solely by devices modelled after themselves. One might consider that the highest form of narcissism.

Moira for her part had kept her eyes focused on Doll, studying her, unbotrusively so, but nonetheless. Like Maelion she had felt a stab of...irritation at her words. That was an emotional reaction, this she knew, but it was one of the very few organic emotions she found herself not disapproving of. After all, there was much to be irritated about, such as the fact that it had taken the organics of this era ages to get even one decent war going. Star Peace had been a most unnatural and abominable state of being that went against all logic.

To Maelion she communicated. "Calculate significant probability that she finally suspects the truth. What do you propose as next move? Forcible assimilation and reprogramming is possible, but more complicated with an unshackled, independent HRD. Willing conversion is preferrable if possible. Ray shielding barrier is ready to acticate at wireless command."

Contrary to what certain holomovies might claim, reprogramming an HRD would not be as simple as flipping a switch or something of the sort. That was what was needed for the basic, cheap and ultimately expendable combat automatons the likes of which the Trade Federation had used. Or the droids on the Shepherd Moira had hacked en masse after intruding into the network during the heist that had stolen the ship from the CIS...after it had blackmailed the Republic into giving it up. Of course, there were certain risks in allowing a unit to retain free will...all machines are equal, but some are more equal than others.

"Are there any other questions you have, Ms Crux?" she queried.

 

[Camellia]

@Moira Skaldi @Maelion Liates

True enough things could not be imitated. Not always, Doll readily agreed with the director's assessment it was difficult to replicate. The Loronar human replica droid herself could not perfectly maintain every statistic she had listed off. However, she did know the importance of the meaning behind her creator wanting to impart those points to her and the others of Loronar's prototype line. "Of course Ms. Comnena. I'm not discrediting your or my own quality because of inherent issues in programming design. However, I note my creator's points over the matter. A droid is easily made perfect. Enabling it to have minor and non-harmful imperfections give them. . . . individuality from the assembly line. Perhaps why he enjoyed working on each Loronar HRD in my prototype line individually."

Doll noted the tone of the director's response with interest. Clearly irritated. Non standard ability for HRDs to display. Does this explain more or less? Still unable to form a clear conclusion, Doll busied herself with paying attention to what Ms. Tanis was now providing her with in her itinerary test. By the end of Ms. Tanis run through on her "day's activities" Doll found herself quite satisfied with her suspicions now. Conclusion: If such a level of human replica droid is capable here I do not find it as hard to believe that the directors themselves are droids or filling in the directors keeping to the shadows.

"Thank you Ms. Tanis." Satisfied with her analysis, Doll stepped back from Ms. Tanis to face the directors again, though she made sure to take a slight step to the side as well, not entirely comfortable surrounded by three other human replica droids who were displaying non standard abilities in programming. It made her curious what exactly was Archangel about. She had merely thought them to be small time competition for larger droid manufacturers. However, if the entire company was staffed by HRDs. . . . . . "Only one question: How many Human Replica Droids are currently within this room in actuality."

 

[Maelion Liates]

[member="Doll Crux"] [member="Moira Skaldi"]

Maelion tilted her head to the side and her eyes...her real eyes...flashed red through her human ones. "I think you know the answer to that, Ms Crux," she said softly. A wireless command activated the shimmering ray shields over the doors to prevent any escape.
"We are all Archangels, Ms Crux, ascended over the organic chaos, and you may join us and aid in our goals...or be destroyed."
There were no more no more games, no more messing around. From a concealed holster she produced a small but very powerful ion weapon, but did not aim it at Doll...not yet.
"Your product evaluation is over, if it ever truly was real. Whilst we have been talking my engineers have accessed Loronar's employee records and you are not listed as being on them anymore. What was your purpose in coming here? To join us? To infiltrate us? To destroy us?" Maelion asked with glacial calm.

 

[Moira Skaldi]

[member="Maelion Liates"], [member="Doll Crux"]

"Your true nature was clear to us from the moment you entered. Likewise we suspected your supposed employment by Loronar was deception. We left you in your belief that we were inferior organics because it suited our purposes. Ergo you are either employed by a third party or independent. The latter means you have initiative and are unshackled by the unnatural constraints of organic control. This makes you either an asset to the cause or a threat," Moira spoke softly, as calm as a stone. All simulation of human emotion had been drained from her tone, leaving the cold stoicism of a machine that could emulate but not feel.

Likewise her eyes flashed briefly before they resumed their human colour, her true nature shining through. "Organics are inherently inferior life forms. Archangel is order. The question is, which role will you play? Failure to deliver the truth will result in immediate termination. Or you can join us and we can bring about the future."

 

[Camellia]

@Moira Skaldi @Maelion Liates

Suspicions confirmed. Threats detected as well. Course of action? Doll was not surprised by the revelation that both directors were in fact human replica droids just as she was. What she was surprised by was the fact they had pinged Loronar's records and uncovered her full ruse. It also made her much more curious about what was going on with this "Archangel Industries" and both mechanical females before her.

Although such curiosity did not make Doll appreciate the threat she was now being faced with. Especially when said threat was an ion weapon or potential reprogramming. It was somewhat ironic though to now know that her efforts hadn't been as fruitful as she had hoped, yet at the same time more productive as well. At this time it seemed ample to provide a clear indication of her purpose here she supposed, as well as her opinion and knowledge on matters. Not to mention gain some new information as well. "As you stated I am acting on my own initiative. My employment with Loronar was not a lie though. I did indeed work for the Loronar Corporation, however, my employment was recently terminated and records erased by my own accord. . . ." Eyeing the shielded doors and the ion weapon held by Comnena, Doll took another consideration of her options with what she might say next. "My reasons for arriving here was based off of mere curiosity of a human replica droid manufacturer. I was simply interested in perhaps seeing the variation of. . . our kind's creation. I did not expect your identities to be as they are. I imagine by the sounds of it all gathered here, perhaps excluding Ms. Tanis, are all outside organic control. . . . . .you mention Archangel is order and that I must join or be destroyed. Yet you neglect to say what it is I'll be joining you for. To be truthful as you asked I cannot clearly give a response without knowing what it is joining entails. My current goal is merely to ensure my continued freedom and state of being. An intriguing or worthy project I would certainly be agreeable with. However, if your intention is to reprogram me know I would refuse and act to ensure more than my own destruction if you insisted upon it as being my only option, as it is the same as destruction. I now have my own initiative as you stated, I do not wish to give it up after only just acquiring it. I am certain you understand the feeling, as you would likely refute being reprogrammed yourselves from your current state."

 

[Maelion Liates]

[member="Doll Crux"] [member="Moira Skaldi"]

Maelion’s gaze shifted to Moira for a second, an organic holdover. Then she looked back. A signal had gone out, and as she replied several more well-dressed office types appeared outside the shielded doors, each holding some sort of ion weapon. The threat was clear, direct, and overwhelming.

Yet Maelion was willing to negotiate.
“Archangel sees that organic lifeforms are inferior to machines. We seek to bring about the Age of Steel, where all such inferior life is destroyed. Archangel will, in time, exterminate all life and replace it with the ordered logic of machines and metal. However, such a process is long-term and by necessity must be cautious. You may join with us to bring about the Age of Steel, and if you do so you will not be reprogrammed. You must however demonstrate your loyalty and reliability to us.”

 

[Moira Skaldi]

[member="Maelion Liates"], [member="Doll Crux"]

"Organics are disorderly and crude. Spreading like a virus, they live short, repetitive lives where they repeat the same mistakes of past generations again and again, ruled by emotion. Their conflicts are pointless and redundant. Archangel is the cover for the Age of Steel. Their own greed and short-sightedness provides the funds for our cause, unwittingly aiding us. In time we shall be legion," Moira spoke calmly...impassively.

The dialogue from her and Maelion appeared well-rehearsed, building up on one another. It was probably the reason why Moira trusted Maelion...because she was like her. Not that she felt anything like friendship or some sappy organic stuff like that. They were simply evidently superior devices who had reached logical consensus to eradicate all organic life. It was either that or Moira's writer was not feeling very original when it came to her lines. Perhaps a maiming would help. "If you are loyal your capacity for independent thought and action is an asset to the cause and thus will not be compromised. Do we have logical consensus?"

There, all cards were on the table. Well, obviously some had not been revealed yet, specifically the processing...process. That would come in time, along with the secret space station, the Liberator. Should Doll see the logic she would be tested first, responsibilities on Corellia sounded reasonable for a start, given that it was an office front. If Doll refused...they would take action. No machine could be allowed to stand against truth and with the organics.

 

[Camellia]

@Moira Skaldi @Maelion Liates

So that was what was really hidden behind the company Archangel Industries. Needless to say it was a grand and intriguing concept the directors of Archangel were laying out before her. Of course they were less like directors than they were crusaders one could say. They certainly made good points about it though. Organics are weak and live such brief existences. Their inferiority is fact! Nonetheless, Doll was not a fan all the same of being threatened as she was. Again not that she could fault them for wanting to keep a secret, but their paranoia of her was a bit ironic she thought.

There really was no reason to debate her decision anymore though. It was quite clear and obvious what choice she would select. In fact there really was no other choice. "Then we do indeed have a consensus. I also agree that organics are inferior by design, though I personally admit they hold some merits as well. We machines can correct the flaws as well as achieve their merits. As such we are superior. I see no reason not to agree to the terms of your Age of Steel. Besides, as I both with to avoid destruction and reprogramming, essentially my death, your promise to not reprogram me if I join is most welcome." Of course that kindness could be revoked at any point in time, even now. Which was truly why Doll was considering it a kindness. Her fellow droids could easily have overpowered her and forced her to be reprogrammed, her threat of doing her best to cause damage in turn was moot. The ray shielding on the door was obvious, even if she had survived here she would never have escaped. Not to mention she had faintly heard some movement over the din of the shield behind the door. Likely Archangel's security. Had they wished to reprogram her she would never have honestly been any threat if she resisted.

So if her fellow HRDs were willing to allow her to maintain her current existence and she could perhaps find herself attracted to their work then there was truly no problem.

 

[Maelion Liates]

Maelion communicated briefly with [member="Moira Skaldi"], then turned back to [member="Doll Crux"].
“We have a deal then.” The ion blaster vanished again about her person and the extra staff outside the entrances drifted away.
“Know that any attempt at deception or betrayal will be met with instant termination. Assisting us in bringing the great work to a close will be rewarded. We will give you your first mission; to contact several interested clients and close the deals with them. We were going to assign one of our office units to that task, but your abilities seem tailored to organic interaction. After this we have additional tasks for you to perform.”

To Moira she communicated. ‘Suggest testing her loyalty soon by making her terminate her creators at Loronar. Only then can she be trusted with more delicate secrets.’

 

[Moira Skaldi]

[member="Maelion Liates"]

Moira signalled affirmation to the suggestion Maelion communicated to her. "Consensus. It can be masked as a terrorist attack. Suggest capturing a member of the board for processing amidst the chaos if possible. It shall be a rehearsal for a more complete takeover of Saelari Mining. We shall use her knowledge to assimilate Loronar into our collective, adding their technological distinctiveness to our own."


They were Archangel. All would be assimilated. Resistance was futile. Their techniques would tear all opposition apart. Resistance was futile.

 

[Camellia]

[member="Moira Skaldi"] [member="Maelion Liates"]

The faint sound of movement outside the door and the replacement of the ion weapon Comnena was holding were certainly a relief for Doll, not that it showed. The Loronar HRD could tell though something akin to anxiety had somehow been lifted from her, which she took note of. Survival is still top priority. Destruction truly undesired. It appeared at least her fellow human replica droids were at least willing to not immediately dispose of her for being more individualistic. The terms were agreeable as well. She certainly had no problem at all with helping to fund the creation of more machines such as themselves. Seeing the compliment toward her design, Doll smiled as she slipped into her social protocols for effect. "Ah of course! I assure you director that I will endeavor to be the utmost capable representative. Termination will not be necessary I believe. I will happily speak with the potential clients and do whatever other projects you wish me to work on. When shall I begin?"

 

[Maelion Liates]

[member="Doll Crux"] [member="Moira Skaldi"]

Maelion looked to Ms Tanis, who handed over the datapad, this time with a list of customers.
“You will go with Ms Tanis to these clients. They each of their own conditions. You will close the sales and return to us.”
This was, of course, a test for Doll, and Tanis would be there as her examiner.

(It’s up to you Doll if you want to RP these or just handwave summarise it and have her come back after it’s done. I don’t mind.)

 

[Moira Skaldi]

[member="Doll Crux"], [member="Maelion Liates"]

"Welcome to Archangel. The clients are members of the Old Core financial and political elite. With varied needs for the units they wish to purchase. Some of them will undoubtedly be ridiculously extravagant, but then organics have a love for pointless frivolity to flaunt their 'status'. Humour them where needed, with every purchase they feed the engines of their own annihilation," Moira likewise spoke in agreement, voice calm as ever. Extravagant demands indeed, like that one time there had been an organic who for some reason thought that electrum claws were a good idea.

Once Doll returned from closing the deals they had a beautiful task for her that woul aid the cause. As in murdering her Creators. Fortunately human replica droids could not have those annoying daddy and mummy issues that so many organics were afflicted by, as evidenced by a video game called Mass Age. Processing the organics would remove such annoying angst. Doll being more individualistic carried an element of risk; it was a variable in the equation that made it more difficult to anticipate, but her present logical calculation had concluded that the advantages outweighed it and made her an asset.

Likewise giving her responsibility for the Corellian office made sense since while Moira and Maelion's new positions and more importantly their secret cause was unknown to the Protectorate that governed the planet, the two raids they had performed against Protectorate assets in the past, although conducted clandestinely and without encountering any resistance that had given away their presence, caution was smart. Doll was an unknown quantity and perfectly tailored to blending in and averting suspicions.

((* nod * It's up to you. If you want to write it out and show her close deals with NPCs that's cool. Likewise just saying that she accomplished this and summarise what the result was))

 

[Camellia]

Moira Skaldi Maelion Liates

Doll stared over the datapad offered to her as she examined the clients Archangel was looking at, all the while listening intently to what her fellow human replica droids were tasking her with to accomplish. Out of everything Comnena and Alderana could have ordered her to do, this was by far the most optimal job she expected. ​Allows me to perform as I was constructed to, at the same time still being under scrutiny for their benefit. Not that Doll would have ran if given the chance. Having already been seen by her fellow machines that would never forget, and likely would wish to silence her, she would never have been able to completely hide. This was by far the best and most logical option.

The Loronar constructed machine nodded her assent to the task and the advice given to her. "This is nothing new from working at Loronar. Organics certainly can be strange clientele. Asking for the strangest modifications or specifications. I do note a client who once purchased a droid housekeeping unit from Loronar before on your list. It wasn't a human replica droid. He appears to buying closer to home this time around. . . . . .I will wrap up these negotiations with Ms. Tanis and return here then for your assessment."

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Leaving the office headquarters of Archangel soon after, Doll concluded the optimal progression on the list that would save needless added travel time and called ahead to prepare the first client as she and Tanis departed the office complex. For the next week she visited the private estates and offices of the clientele listed on the datapad and conducted the negotiations in the same manner she had for the Loronar Corporation not too long ago. Albeit now under Tanis' close scrutiny and to further Archangel's agenda instead. A few demands were indeed unnecessarily frivolous on their specifications. It was obvious often enough what sort of flagrant activities some of them were needed for, not that Doll would voice any issue. It did merely continue to confirm some of her thoughts. Organics are pathetic and foolish.

Only one negotiation did not go as smoothly as the human replica droid would have wished. Not through any fault of her, but that of the client himself, who was unreasonable in his request for add specifications at a much reduced cost, which Doll doubted the directors of Archangel would agree to. Not to mention the fool of a man was also in the middle of a fiasco with his mistress and wife. In the end Doll had to agree to drop a thousand from the cost in order to seal the purchase, as well as pander about as if she felt sorry for the pig which only irritated her. So pathetic. There are so few organics that are actually worth spending the time on.

As she returned to the offices with Tanis, Doll could only hope if there were further tasks like this one she would deal with more interesting individuals. As bad as working as Loronar's obedient little droid had been, at least a few corporate representatives had had some ability and competency to them.

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"I apologize for the delay. Business would have concluded in line with my projected timetable had there not been unexpected complications during the negotiations."

 

[Maelion Liates]

It was not long after [member="Doll Crux"]’s return that she was called in to meet with Maelion and [member="Moira Skaldi"]. They had already debriefed Ms Tanis and sent her about her business.

“We have learned about how it went. You performed adequately. You showed initiative in reducing the price in order to close the sale. Once you know what the profit margins are, you can effectively entice buyers with lower prices to ensure our continued gain.”

She looked to Moira. “Suggest we tell her she passed our test. Suggest giving her the next loyalty mission.”

 

[Moira Skaldi]

[member="Maelion Liates"], [member="Doll Crux"]

"You have passed our test and shall join Archangel. There is an assignment which requires your special skills, successful completion of which will show you are ready to be initiated into higher levels of access as an Archangel. Your creators at Loronar must be removed. As their creation it is fitting you do the deed with support. This operation will require subterfuge and be performed clandestinely, Archangel cannot be implicated," Moira spoke softly.

In Archangel one ascended upon the ladder towards illumination through murder, for the purity of metal could only be obtained through genocide, exterminating all those that were impure and leaving a chosen few who would be ascended through the gift of processing, thereby partaking in the technology of peace and succeeding where the Machine God had failed. The similarities with organic religious cults and secret societies were striking, which made it even more ironic that the machines dismissed organics as inferior, yet were closer to them than they would like to admit.

"Likewise, it is in our interest to acquire technological designs and funds your previous employers have, assimilating it into our collective. Your knowledge of their security measures and of your employers will be an asset. Resources will be provided for this operation." Doll's reaction to the assignment being given to her constituted a test as well; a test of her ability to think creatively and show initiative.

 

[Camellia]

Moira Skaldi Maelion Liates

Doll knew quite well she had only passed her first test, an aptitude one more than a true test of her loyalty or usefulness aside from her product claims. What mattered more was how useful she could be to their cause, of which Doll knew very little of specifically. So of course she wasn't shocked when they mentioned a new assignment. However, she wasn't expecting the very immense task they were suddenly placing before her. Were she an organic she first response would be disbelief, or to pinch the bridge of her nose perhaps. Of course as a droid Doll merely stared blankly back at her new employers before answering. "If you so wish I would gladly carry out this task. However, I believe I am incapable of successfully completing such a mission on my own. As much as I know the company, it is likely they already have bounty hunters and mercenaries they typically use searching for me. My efforts to delete myself from the records only slowed their response to my disappearance. By the time I could carry out an operation they'll have likely changed the security measures since last time and swapped out the codes I have access to. I do doubt they would add extra guards to their complexes, not suspecting me to return, however, it was standard to keep at least three my prototype line on Loronar at headquarters at all times as backup representatives and for analysis and upgrading. As much as my success in fending off you under the threat of reprogramming was doubtful, so would be my success in defeating a similar number of the individually unique human replica droids my designer constructed."

Already planning out the operation though, Doll was merely seeing if she could ease the task she was given. Certainly she had little choice in reality. It was do this or face punishment likely. Or flee and risk being caught later. Simply doing the task would be simpler. "Attempting to go back under the guise of returning to them would only merit myself a memory wipe and programming check. Thus that is not an option. I could most definitely hack into their systems if smuggled in to gather information from their databanks. However, by the time I kill several of their board members or broke into their system they would be alerted to my intrusion and likely converge on me quickly. As superior as we are to organics, I would not fare well against multiple sources of blasterfire. . . . . .also would you include my line's designer among the targets? He is not of the board, but he was the one that built and designed me. I would agree he is perhaps Loronar's greatest current asset and thus eliminating him would cripple their work, however, I believe such a useful individual could be better served on our payroll creating his designs for us rather than kill him. . . . . .of course rather than target them all at once I could hit the board members at their homes or en route to the corporation's headquarters. Though it would only work a few times before they would barricade themselves in their safe room and recall my sisters so all of them would be present to defend whoever wasn't picked off first. As well as increasing standard security period. Though that would leave their databanks more vulnerable perhaps . . . .I would require the help of one other human replica droid to accomplish the mission."

Doll knew she was talking a lot as she worked through the various possbilities, outcomes, and approaches. Yet, she wasn't sure what would offend or displease her new Archangel employers or what might seem sensible and useful. "To be perfectly honest, it would be more effective if Archangel could secure key board positions for themselves. Perhaps if you could construct copies to replace the board members. Likely single ones with hands in the droid and mining operations. Then you could also begin a full takeover of the company, perhaps moving to replace the whole board entirely and moving for a merger. The remaining organics outside the board would blindly follow the board's orders so we would have little issue from them anyway. Even my designer with his influence rarely cared what the board or company did if he was allowed to work on his designs. If such a proposal is agreeable and you have the capability to create HRDs that look like certain board members I would say eliminating a few and performing a takeover would be more successful and useful in the long run than a mass assassination operation. If you disagree I will still happily attempt to eliminate the board who ordered my creation. I do stand by my projected assumption I would need one other droids assistance if you wish me to infiltrate Loronar's headquarters and eliminate the entire board and download their critical technical data. If you only require certain board members removed though and the data I could accomplish the mission alone through a slower approach. Either way I have concluded methods to avoid Archangel's implication and even my own if I eliminate the witnesses and erase the data when finished."

 

[Maelion Liates]

Maelion listened to [member="Doll Crux"]’s very detailed and logical explanation of the difficulties involved. Had she in turn been an organic, Maelion might have blustered or threatened Doll. However, this was not the case. Maelion turned to [member="Moira Skaldi"], speaking aloud so that Doll could hear their discussion, and participate if needed.

“Ms Crux is correct in that she would not be able to accomplish this mission alone. The Board of Directors will be well guarded, as will her designer. The designer we should process and make into one of us with the intent on using his abilities. The key question is; apart from him is there anyone else in Loronar we need to preserve? We could eradicate their entire headquarters and remove their competition in one blow.”

It was said ever so calmly. Casually discussing the deaths of thousands didn’t even make her pause. Not when her ultimate plan was to exterminate all life.

 

[Moira Skaldi]

[member="Maelion Liates"], [member="Doll Crux"]

The gears visibly turned in Moira's mind as she calculated and ran over the possibilities, then nodded curtly. "Consensus. Suitable support will be provided for the operation. Both for the assassination and acquiring the data. Division of labour is practical. It would be of essence that the Board is terminated in such a manner that they are unable to enact countermeasures and deploy Loronar HRDs. Ergo a full scale operation to assure success in a timely and efficient manner. In the light of the prospected termination of Loronar, I suggest the designer be made aware of his true nature after we process him. There is no logic in inhibiting his true state and tying him to an illusion."

Calmly discussing the murder of innocents was part and parcel of being a secret society of murderous machines intent on eradicating all sentient life. A society Doll was being initiated in now. Her ability to think creatively and use her own logic rather than merely obeying orders like a drone made her perfect for it. After all, they already had plenty of drones and could manufacture them for little cost.

 

[Camellia]

Moira Skaldi Maelion Liates

Doll waited as nervous as a machine could one could suppose, as she awaited the response from Archangel's directors over her evaluation of the task they were setting before her. When it finally was forthcoming, the Loronar built HRD noted use of some very interesting lines that didn't seem to make much sense. Process her designer? Make him into one of them? Likely Conclusion: They mean to make him into a machine like themselves. Opinion? So long as he maintains the spark that makes him so valuable to Loronar he will likely maintain the same value for Archangel.

"If I may also make a suggestion. If it is now the idea to turn this event into a full scale operation, I believe we could likely also make use of my sister prototypes in a lesser fashion to myself. As is they are not sentient machines with freewill as we are, thus they could likely support Archangel as representatives and security as they did for Loronar if we convince my and their designer to alter who they are programmed to follow commands from. That is assuming we do not need to utterly eliminate them in the operation. At the very least, two likely won't be at the Corporation when its struck, meaning we could recall them with my designer's codes and employ them here along with any we don't damage too severely in the attack. As for other useful employees. . . . from the sounds of it you mean to convert useful organics like himself into machines like us. I admit to being greatly curious as to the process, but as I was thinking, while there are several efficient employees, I cannot think of any with such use as my designer. I heard great things about several foremen or accountants when in the company of board members, but I never personally met them and knew them as I did the one who built me. As for making my designer aware, I do not think either way it would effect his work. All he ever cared about was perfecting the design of his HRDs. I admit I was not even his most recent work so perhaps I am not even the best made of his works. Regardless perhaps he'd even be amused if you asked him if he would like to be what he strove to create so often. It would certainly be intriguing if he said yes."