[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/NISMglX.png[/img][/center][center][h2][color=#b9dde9]Laurey Karlin[/color][/h2][/center]Laurey should have never doubted the Great Machine. Now, when she had been expecting only aliens, it had sent two vessels unto her. The meat puppets 
[right]Her crew, her family[/right]They were talking about… something? Maybe it was important, but…

Everyone was moving. Another window of time, gone, but from zoning out or that other-something. Impossible to say.

Laurey trailed after the crowd, footsteps lost in the thunder.

There had been a school of architecture known as brutalism; it had enjoyed a brief resurgence on J-Heim B, but now only limped along in the mining colonies and the truly musty history books. And, apparently, in Nirrti’s manufacturer. The battle AI (blessed be) was beautiful in its raw being. Whether the same rang true for the internal was another matter.

Flame was looking at her. And eating? Had he said something? She replayed the last few seconds. Ah.

“Pirates. What do they matter? More anarchy in the system for the Ascendancy to deal with,” her eyes slipped from Flame back to Nirrti, “And uhh…” What could she and Avelyn copy? It almost put their effort to shame, but all things for the Great Machine. 
[right]Was that right?[/right]
Laurey flipped, stars fell, cyberspace spread itself before her. The AI was a sphere of ICE so thick it was black. Strands flowed from it, but none passed through the network’s Wall. Were they just being polite in waiting for access, or was breaching truly beyond them?

Another sphere of ICE caught her attention. The other vessel, surely. Another AI, not just a slave machine. Praise be.

Flip. Stars. Meat. Metal divinity.

“Access should be no problem,” Laurey spoke up to Nirrti’s camera. She walked to its other side, between it and the strange trio, making a triangle on the fringes of the meeting, “you’ll just have to submit to some security checks.” Come to that, everyone still had to. Nirrti might even be the most pointless to check; they might be the most capable of hiding things from Laurey. Better try than not though, if just to be close in that space with Something.

“And you,” she pointed at Ki, and the mech-that-was-more, “uh, whoever you are. Security uh, procedure after,” she gestured vaguely at everyone, “this.”