The whip came down on Zeta. Her body flinched - why? She hadn't told it to. Her body was going ahead on its own. Zeta instantly initiated self-diagnostics to trace these unknown threads to their source and try to decode them. For the slightest moment she damned the complexity of her systems, that sections could be alien even to her... which brought up another thought. Were there sections of programming she had never known? Secret functions she was unaware of? She lacked root access within her own systems, and it had always infuriated her...<br/><br/>Zeta's facial expression didn't change, but with each crack of the flogger, her body twitched involuntarily. What was going on? "Khementari. I am not initiating this response."