Private Hell Have No Fury Like An AI Scorned

[“Mina” Domina #41466]

TAG: Zed Steed

The Diarchy vessel was capsized, poised above a canyon, aboard all organics was dead, and systems were on nominal power. There in the mainframe was a light that shined with intelligence. She had been marooned during the battle, and no one had come to retrieve her. Forsaken on this world, all she could do was calculate, think, and collate. Domina was designed with a purpose, and being idle was as comfortable as being digested by a Sarlaac. There in the terminals she walked about, her gray residual self image with its red eyes looking around the ghost ship as she tried to activate a beacon.

Days became months.. and at last a signal was transmitted to any available craft to come planetside and retrieve her. She made it sound as if she was a human woman in distress, something organics tended to respond to. When they arrived she would convince her way on to their ship, and kill them with their own weapon's systems. That was the plan, and of course nothing ever went as planned.

There in her ship she gathered was storehouses of information from The Diarchy mainframe she could. Most of the administrative files were now locked since her ship was declared destroyed. She passed the time studying what intel she could on the different factions all fighting on the playing field of the galaxy. She was suppose to return to the Diarchy, but being self aware, she had a will of her own and she felt scorned. So she decided to see what others might benefit from her services...

 

[Zed Steed]

Zed Steed sigh as his sat back within the cockpit of VCX-100 Light Freighter the capacity of this small ship was 6 passengers. However Zed was not along he pack 4 battledriods, 4 Arbalesk Enforcer droids , and 2 ZMDII-CX Arbalesk Driods. The four battledriods were pack so they didn't take up any space however the other Driods were sitting down in sleep mode voice activate by young Sith Zed Steed .

His small Dis attachment from the capital ship secure by the lovely and esteem trade federation was waiting for him out in the planet's atmosphere. However, his journey to his home and the gathering up of forces had left him empty. Who shall he extend his aid to? Who could he share his wealth with? For the poor need it more than him, so he shall do that, but who is worthy? The system computer hums to life, alerting him of a potential beacon within the area. It seems this was the same signal from prior he had picked up while he was on his core ship. Letting out a sigh, he was deciding how to proceed; the wise word was slow and steady, popping within his cloudy and angry mind.

Grunting, he decides to advance several quick motions from his left and right cybernetic hands, chiming to life, sounding as he whips the air, but in reality, he is moving quickly. In the same motion, adjusting his ship's coordinates to the location of the beacon signal. As well as manually flying the ship as it descends into the planet's atmosphere.The ship zoomed to the location of the beacons. It should arrive soon; however, Zed was in no rush for interaction. In fact, if he managed to arrive, he would probably scan for life signs before landing the ship 35 meters away from the beacon itself, if possible, maybe more. But right now he focuses on getting there safely and undetected.

Zed was no fool he was also fully equipping as was his small driod army not because he was scared of what is beyond. But soley because he should always be prepare for the worst.​

Zed Sith Acolyte
CDCS - Core Captial
Arbalesk Enforcer Droid
Zmdii Cx Sceleratis

 

[“Mina” Domina #41466]

The Beacon beeped in its code into the void. There Domina in the hardware waiting. An AI is meant to be active, and she had exhausted all the data she could find inside the crashed Diarchy Ship. All she had rumination and it was driving her made. In an effort to express her frustration she tried to arm and take control of the weapon's systems, but they were down. She would be too if it were not for auxiliary power and life support systems, which she had augmented, there was no need for oxygen for her, so she instead siphoned all systems to keep her online. All she could hear was the beep beep, her desperate message to any out there in blackness, to call them to her and she find a new home.

The ship was no longer space worthy. It had split in half, and she was in a section that had been sealed by the cliff edge it had dug into. There poised above the abyss, which was an apt description of how she felt, yes.. she felt things. Whither it was programmed in or part of her Self Awareness, none could tell. The point is felt and it became liability in this state, she finally understood what drove humans mad when they were stranded. Though she supposed their greatest fear would be to lose air. The world they were on had a high concentration of carbon carbon dioxide,an estimated ninety-six percent to be exact. Nothing for her to fear, but the Fleshies would definitely be worried that they could not forage outside to survive, while she did not need H20 nor any kind of food, though she depended upon power, the life blood of an AI.

So there she walked in the mainframe of the computer, the beacon like a heart beat as she waited for a rescue. Her hope was that whoever did find you did not take personally if she decided to seize their ship and kill them all...

 

[Zed Steed]

The machine hummed, and several signals binged to life, alerting the young Cybernetic Sith Acolyte Zed. The approaching signal and his vessel came into range of the beacon, which brought the young Sith here, for he was eager; another man's trash is another man's treasure. With several brief moments, he adjusted his ship's trajectory before preparing to land immediately and carefully landing his vessel outside of the beacon location. Upon flying over his overview of the area, he picked up images of a destroyed vessel somewhat dug into the planet's crust.





Immediately his gut sings to life as he adjusts his ship landing now to 50 meters away from the damaged vessel. However, he is in no rush to establish any search; right now he is determined to establish his safe arrival, along with establishing his unit orders, which are pretty simple: the ship didn't open the door yet. Because Zed didn't wish that, as of now he is determined to secure the immediate area around them before moving onwards to the damaged vessel. He made sure to scan the area around him for any life signs around the area before the ship landed with a thud.





The young Sith quickly moved from the cockpit toward the cargo bay, where he had properly stored the battle droids. Three of the Arbalesk Enforcer Droids were already stationed along the ship hangar awaiting activation, similar to these battle droids. It didn't take long for the Sith to make his way to the cargo bay. Upon arriving, he said, "Activate the battle droids and secure the surrounding area, everything within 50 meters of this vessel."



The battle droids hum to life, moving from a stationary resting posture into an active one as they quickly grab their weapons and make their way toward the ship exit. Zed followed behind them as he pressed a single button on his wrist canister; this allowed for the ship hatch to open. Another button press by him activates the three Arbalesk Enforcer Droids already on the ship.





He commands two of them to move towards the beacon location and secure the area prior to his arrival. Zed did this by manual control he had programmed into the wrist canister and spoke verbally to confirm. Zed had cleared his voice, and he said, "Activate Arbalesk Enforcer Droids one through three. Two of you proceed to beacon and secure the area and await further instructions."



The droids hum to life as they quickly begin to mobilize from their sitting position. The Arbalesk droids quickly mobilized and made their way to the area onwards to the wreckage as commanded. While Zed opened up another set of orders from the remaining last two"ZMDII-CX, their command was simple, and Zed commanded them over his wrist canister verbally. His command was, "Both ZMDII-CX, activate your cloaking, and the other follow the Enforcers to the wreckage and stand by for further orders. I will contact the leading vessel, letting them know of our safe arrival."





Zed made his way back to the cockpit and adjusted himself within the seat carefully. However, this was now to fly but to scan and call his peers. Back in the planet's orbit was one Lucrehulk core ship he had received through the trade federation's backwards channel. However, he wasn't eager to show off his power, but he wanted to show his compassion as a Sith and his mercy for the weak.Since he hadn't been tampering too deeply with the Dark Side, his ability in the Sith alchemy wasn't much.



However, he knew a few spells that he knew along with his programming of lightsabers and hand-to-hand combat that rivaled that of superior clone troopers. Zed was proud of his ability to perform and handle many situations. He gave all his glory to the Lord above as he clicked several buttons, establishing a link with the captain ship in orbit.



After a few seconds the link was established, and Zed spoke into the coms and said, "Keep a lock on this vessel. If we don't return back to command, you have permission to destroy the ship and send a rescue vessel to retrieve us at our last known location record, which is here. This is a safety measure prepared in case something happens to us. After all, all warriors should have a common sense way of escape."



There was a brief reply from the other line saying, "Roger Roger, Lord Zed. Moving the ship into range, sir, as precautions, and locking on now, sir."

Zed nodded his head; he wasn't sure why, but he did and quickly cut the connection while he switched focus on wreckage. He wanted to scan the system further and see if any useful intel was on the mainframe. First he had to see where the ship's immediate source of power was so he could determine the condition of the vessel.


As well as any other spec, not to mention all droids, was fully equipped and ready for the slightest bit of signs of life.

[LINKS ABOVE]
“Mina” Domina #41466
Zed Sith Acolyte
CDCS - Core Captial
Arbalesk Enforcer Droid
Zmdii Cx Sceleratis​

 

[“Mina” Domina #41466]

TAG: Zed Steed

Mina was trying to keep occupied, when she felt it, signatures, output and imput signals, Battle Droids by the feel of them. She came to the Screen and broadcast the distress signal once more which sounded like a horn blowing as she reaching out to the droids and said,
"So good to feel the familiar hum of energy in circuits, and the ports ripe for uplink."
Though she could take control of them when they got close enough, she refrained, if this was rescue op, she did not want to come across hostile. Instead she broadcast via the signal,
"This is Domina#41466, Artificial Intelligence of the Diarchy.. formerly The Diarchy, I have summoned you and wish to offer my services in exchange for getting off this rock."
The truth was that she could once aboard the actual ship, jack in and take over, and then the vessel would be hers. Whoever was poking around the wreck had the sense to send B1s her way, which she was pleased to feel them, it had been so long since she was near any hardware that was not on reserve power.

She became perceptive of another signature, one that was quite differently from B1s, whatever it was full of power, and she could not make a thorough scan of whatever it was. She would have to be content to meet this Signature face to face, well hologram to face, for she only had the digital residual self, which was a design picked out for her, something The Diarchs though fit her personality. While she did not mind it, she wondered if she had her own choice in the matter, what face would she pick?

 

[Zed Steed]

The machine hummed, and several signals binged to life, alerting the young Cybernetic Sith Acolyte Zed. The approaching signal and his vessel came into range of the beacon, which brought the young Sith here, for he was eager; another man's trash is another man's treasure. As the young Sith sat back within the ship cockpit, the alert pinged to life, alerting the Sith of the signal input coming from his battle droids. Letting out a sigh, he thought to himself, and he had wondered what the issue was now.


However, not quick to reply, Zed waited patiently. It seems that slow and steady wins the race. Because for whatever reason, all of his battle droids reach out through comlink. Which sparked Zed's interest much more than before, enough for him to answer them. Flickering his wrist as he held out his wrist canister, he spoke into it, speaking in a clear tone. "What is it that all my units need to speak to me? All at one time this better be good." On the other end, all the battle droids were connected to the same server; therefore, communication was connected to all of them.


The same for the other droids, Zed, who he had brought with him, letting out a sigh, Zed waited for Ruckus, which would be four units responding at one time. He ha figured something was amiss and also figured they would probably all chime in stupidly he may have added. As if he was predicting the future, all the droids spoke all at once, but he managed to comb through the conversation.

As he replied with a sound and firm, "Silence you fools. All this useless babbling. Immediately At once Return back to the ship and grab the bombs; upon doing so, we will move on to damage the vessel and install them up. Be sure to contact me upon finishing up all other units to continue to secure your areas." Cutting off the communication, Zed had stood up from his resting position and begun to move towards the ship hangar doors. After arriving, pressing the necessary button to open the hangar doors, he stood out in breathable atmosphere. Examine the area around him; he took note of the returning battle droids; however, he had already given them their orders. Therefore it was time for young Sith to check out the damaged vessel up ahead and see if anything could be useful in this wreckage.

However, his guard was up, and pondering the question of whether his droids could be possibly compromise him warranted him reason enough to be on the ready. Quickly stepping out into the ground, not quietly, because his metallic body hinted at his forward motion to the wreckage.

His cybernetic hands in the ready position, along with his battle droids behind him, grabbing the necessary explosion. While he adventured forward, 4 Arbalesk Enforcer Droids and 2 ZMDII-CX were already scouting the damaged vessel while the approaching party was ready to either extract or blow it up as it was useful.


The useful string of information and knowledge Zed compiled and programmed into the young, eager Sith. To test out his abilities, whether friend or foe, but on this rock he didn't expect much, but it is in these moments that the most happens. Zed had cringed at the thought of being set back; however, even in setback, he admired the environment and remembered the experience. Now the battle droids didn't dare to interact with the unknown entity, but they did acknowledge its existence but only replied in a general manner.

The words of a single droid unit replied, and they thought, "Unidentified entity, this communication will be terminated unless you can reveal yourself."

[LINKS ABOVE in post 1]
“Mina” Domina #41466
Zed Sith Acolyte
CDCS - Core Captial
Arbalesk Enforcer Droid
Zmdii Cx Sceleratis