Maintenance Mode

[Krastin]

"Sembly's Internal Log. Verification process six one four. Checking. Standby. Enabling connection sequ- Oh my god boooring." The holographic individual tossed away the logfile, sifting through more like a toddler in a ballpit.

"Where's the decent information? Gossip, secrets. Does Firehair have any secret feti-...checking. Bah."

Internal Security field active. Recognise. "Sembly." *cough* "Sembly, authorisation S-Beta-Five." The voice came significantly more feminine this time.

Authorisation accepted. Welcome to the Personnel Files.

"Yes, welcome to the bwhaaaaat. Okay. Technically not a fetish, but hmmm. I can use this."

- Sembly, this is Jen. I need to make a deposit in our bank. Prepare a transfer.

"Transfer ready." the hologram grinned.

- Transfer complete this end. Confirm our total?

"Received. Erm....Four...ish."

- Sembly?

"I'm still processing!" He replied in a feminine voice, scurrying for information. "Four hundred and seventy six million."

- That's....are you sure the transfer went through?

"Affirmative."

- There's less in the bank than an hour ago.

"No there's not."

- Check withdrawals. Who took out the last amount?

"Winston. Miir Fashions. Ten Million Credits."

- You what?!

"Yes. Winston did it. I, Sembly, can confirm that." He added, continuing the voice. Muting the audio before he broke into a giggle. "Transferring nineteen million credits to my personal account..."

- Sembly, you've been spending far too much time near Bronz.

"Oh if only you knew the half of it Jen. If only you knew..."

::New Application for Assembly received::

"Ooooh!. I'm good at these." He skimmed it. "Sentinel loyalist for over five years, regularly engages in anti-omni movements. Known to associate with Assembly already. In excellent stead with Sentinels. Urgh. Solitus. Nope, don't need anymore engineers. Reject."

-Sembly, drop the cloak shields on the city.

"Identify yourself clanscum!" *cough* "Authorisation code please."

- Err...Sembly?

"Yeees?" Came the overly feminine voice.

- Just drop the cloak, now.

"Dropping the cloak on your location."

* * *
30 minutes later.

-Sembly, confirm the cloak is offline.

"I cannot confirm, the cloak is online except for a two meter by two meter location in which you're standing, Mrs Kirklin."

-I asked you to drop the cloak.

"You didn't specify where you wanted the cloak dropped. So I just assumed you meant on you."

-Drop the entire cloak, on the entire city. Now.

"Are you sure?"

-Yes

"Are you sure you're sure?"

-....Yes.

"Cloak offline. Incoming ships."

-It's about time.

"Ships destroyed Mrs Kirklin. You're welcome."

-By what?!

"The new anti-alien guns that Bronz had built. Isn't he amazing?"

-Remind me to have a conversation with you when we raise the cloak again.

"Confirmed. Cloak raised."

-Dammit Sembly. Take it back down and take the guns offline!

"...Guns offline and ...the cloak is offline again you impatient bitch."

-I beg your pardon?!

"They're both offline. Error. constant glitch." He grinned, continuing the feminine voice. "I also took the liberty of transmitting a Kyr'ozch distress signal Mrs Kirklin. Seventeen ships enroute. SCL scans indicate between two-seventy and three hundred. You're most welcome."

- Sembly. Bring the guns back online!

"I'm sorry Mrs Kirklin, statement not recognised, please restate inquiry."

- Do whatever you can, bring more firepower!

"Activating mass-beacon warp. Recalling all Assembly colleagues to the HQ."

- Sembly? Winston just ported in with just a towel on. Infact. Some of these people aren't even armed.

"Would you like me to reactivate the cloak?"

- Do it now...Sembly?

"The cloak is online. You're outside of it."

- Everyone else?

"Inside."

- Guns?

"Can be brought online if you like?"

- Shoot down all but one.

"Engaging. I'll save you the small one. Belay that. It just exploded. Are you happy with debris?"

- Hmpt. You and I need to talk.

Bronz looked over at Sembly for a moment. Flashing up as 'Maintenance Mode.' he smirked slightly. "Wonder how long we can keep this up. Eh?"