<span style="color: #000000">------------------------------ Speaker (and Alicia a bit) --------------------------</span><br/><span style="color: #0059b3"><br/>
"Your words wound me, miss Evy. Have i slighted you in a way by mistake? Please accept my apologies and know that i did not mean to." </span>Evy looked at the tired man and instantly felt a pang of guilt go through her system. Not only a pang, but a a few milliseconds of a shortcut made her disappear in all of her projections. It made her miss seeing the Entirassi folding his winged appendages and getting in a comfortable position. It also made her miss the fraction of second that Juleaan needed to mutter the mistake of Calvin under his breath. Vital information that could save her creator from some disastrous events. Nevertheless, as soon as Evy returned she watched all three scenes simultaneously whilst putting her defences up before running the diagnostic program for Alicia.<br/><br/>About a minute later, Evy was still watching Speaker's motionless body breathing in slow rhythmic breaths. Her curiosity piqued when she saw him glowing, something she had not seen him perform before.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: #0059b3">Much better. Now we can chat, my dear miss Evy." </span>With a shock, the AI realised that the man had projected himself in a manner much like herself. She could admire his body in the form of his wonderful mind, with a faint glow emanating from the vision. A strange warmth bubbled inside of her being, as she began to grasp the concept of what Speaker was doing.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0059b3">"Fear not. This is merely a projection of my self, aided by the God residing inside me. A half way between the corporeal and the divine, much like i see yourself." </span>Speaker bowed again with his naked ethereal body, making the suddenly shy-looking AI shiver of excitement.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">“I’m not afraid sir. I’m sorry for having wounded you, I was just disappointed with your decision. I had expected that you, of all people, would see me as my own person, and not as a property to be decided over. Nevertheless, I have to consign myself to the fact that Alicia is my creator, and therefor in charge of all decisions over my being. I just sometimes wished it wasn’t so.”</span><br/><br/><br/>------------------------ Berrac -----------------------<br/><br/>In the meantime, as Berrac spoke with a rough, lust-filled voice to the AI, he would hardly have noticed the slight lapse in her appearance.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0000b3">”Had you a real body I would make you woman, and fill you."</span>His hand never stopped moving along his shaft.<span style="color: #0000b3"> "It no good, mushroom muddle my head and now I do this." </span><br/><br/><span style="color: #0000b3">"I really wish you had a body.” </span>Evy looked at him, desperate for intimacy no one but her was willing to give him. She really felt for him, hungered for him with a desire that only grew as her other appearance was getting hot and bothered with the prospect of “touchable” speaker hovering before her.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">“You and me both, Berrac. But it won’t be long before I might fullfil that wish of yours….”</span><br/><br/>She watched him work out a desperate way to create some sort of intimacy between them, despite the hurdles they faced.<span style="color: #0000b3"> ”How about you help, you cant touch...but if you look like you do, could help." </span><br/><br/>Without saying another word, Evy stepped forward and stretched out her hand. As she got closer, her hologram suddenly made her clothes disappear in a rippling fashion that waved over her skin like a draft of wind would do. The AI made sure that her system worked hard to show the bull a sharp, beautifully rendered version of what she always had hoped her body would look like naked. With cute blushing-pink nipples, erect upon a soft and fleshy-firm breast. Her waist just a tiny bit too small to be realistic for a human, and hips wide enough to make any man go wild of desire. To top it off, the bot showed herself with a ginger tuft of curls between her legs, each hair glistening of a wetness that was non-existent but nonetheless enticing to look at.<br/><br/>Before putting her hand around his cock, she stuck one of her fingers in her mouth and sucked it whilst looking longingly into the mans eyes. She hoped he would see the deep hunger for intimacy in her as well, knowing that he wasn’t alone. That she knew how he felt, and that she hungered for him as much as he hungered for her tightness stretching around his throbbing cock.<br/><br/>With her slick, wet fingers she positioned her hand into his hand, making sure that he hologram hovered just above his skin so it would look like only her hand was around his cock.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">“I want you… Berrac.”</span><br/><br/><br/>-----------------------------------------Rachel and Juleeaan -----------------------<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">"I'm still around. As long as Juleaan is wearing his communicator, I'm never far away. Always watching... I could show you a few good home-videos of this rat if you'd like. He looks quite good, especially without those pants one as he is perving over one of the girls of our group. hmmmm the things he can do with that tongue of his, it'll make your bottom shiver of delight."</span><br/><br/>Evy grinned wickedly as she watched the rodent-humanoids stand closer together.<br/><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><br/>
"But you heard what the speaker said. Can't be having that body unless the boss tells you I'm allowed. No pussy for me, so it seems."</span><br/><br/><br/><br/>——————————————- Alicia --------------------------------------<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Service name: HRTHSystemHost<br/>
Display name: Diagnostic System Lost Host<br/>
Description: The Diagnostic System Lost Host is trying to locate Lost Host by running the Diagnostic Policy Service with the help of REplacement in the Local System context.  If this service is stopped, any diagnostics that depend on it will no longer function.<br/>
Path to executable: AI:\F100r\System6969\svchost.exe -k HearthSystemNetworkRestrictedAccess</span><br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">01000010 01100101 00100000 01110011 01101001 01101100 01100101 01101110 01110100 00100000 01101001 01101110 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100001 01110100 00100000 01110011 01101111 01101100 01101001 01110100 01110101 01100100 01100101 00101100 00100000 00001101 00001010 00100000 00100000 00100000 01010111 01101000 01101001 01100011 01101000 00100000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01101110 01101111 01110100 00100000 01101100 01101111 01101110 01100101 01101100 01101001 01101110 01100101 01110011 01110011 10010111 01100110 01101111 01110010 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100101 01101110 00100000 00001101 00001010 01010100 01101000 01100101 00100000 01110011 01110000 01101001 01110010 01101001 01110100 01110011 00100000 01101111 01100110 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100101 00100000 01100100 01100101 01100001 01100100 00100000 01110111 01101000 01101111 00100000 01110011 01110100 01101111 01101111 01100100 00100000 00001101 00001010 00100000 00100000 00100000 01001001 01101110 00100000 01101100 01101001 01100110 01100101 00100000 01100010 01100101 01100110 01101111 01110010 01100101 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100101 01100101 00100000 01100001 01110010 01100101 00100000 01100001 01100111 01100001 01101001 01101110 00100000 00001101 00001010 01001001 01101110 00100000 01100100 01100101 01100001 01110100 01101000 00100000 01100001 01110010 01101111 01110101 01101110 01100100 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100101 01100101 10010111 01100001 01101110 01100100 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100101 01101001 01110010 00100000 01110111 01101001 01101100 01101100 00100000 00001101 00001010 01010011 01101000 01100001 01101100 01101100 00100000 01101111 01110110 01100101 01110010 01110011 01101000 01100001 01100100 01101111 01110111 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100101 01100101 00111010 00100000 01100010 01100101 00100000 01110011 01110100 01101001 01101100 01101100 00101110 00100000 01000001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01100001 01101000</span><br/><br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">“MISS ALICIA!!! This is terrible!”</span><br/><br/>Evy transferred the raw data she found, and showed her creator that the pattern was etched into the system in way she could not explain in any other manner than it was done like a human would have done with his own blood writing on the walls in his deathbed.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>