Ramses looked at Kiara and shook his head. "No. I participated in a few wars, including one that caused me to lose an arm, but I didn't fight in the Great war. By then, I already quit my job as a soldier, because I realised that I was getting married, and didn't want it to happen that one day, someone would be standing here at the door to tell my wife that I'm not coming home anymore." The man told her.
"She's uneducated and currently unemployed, neither does it seem likely to me that she would go to her former workplace for any reason. She does have a mechanic, although I doubt that the mechanic would let them in, considering the woman's personality. Regardless, it might be worth it to go see if she's at her mechanic." Elliot explained, looking at Spencer. At the moment, the mechanic was the only place he could think of.
Jackson looked at the knight and nodded. "I understand, it won't happen again. You can tell the Superior that next time I walk in here, It will be to give him her head." She said, showing nothing but determination. She screwed up once, but wouldn't let it happen a second time.
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Trixie got into the house where they were allowed to stay and offered the mechanic a smile, for as far an AI could actually smile."Thank you for your help." She said, but Maria didn't smile in return. That should be no surprise, though, she never saw the woman smiling. "Just keep in mind that as long as you are a wanted criminal, this is the last time I help you out with whatever it is you need help with." The woman said, at which Trixie nodded.
"I understand." Trixie answered, looking serious again. The man standing next to his wife, lead the way to the bedroom the two girls would be sharing. "My apologies for Maria. She's usually spoken not kind already, but with her work and the child we're expecting, she's been put under a lot of stress." The man said, although Trixie shook her head. "It's alright, you don't have to apologise."
Elliot looked at Spencer and shook his head. "No, but I'm not quite sure if we will find them here. Because of her past, Trixie usually spoken avoids places like this." He told the officer. Of course it was possible that they were here, but Elliot doubted it.
"The Catalyst was found in the house of a resident, an AI called Trixie. Upon trying to escape, the Catalyst used said resident as a hostage. Upon discovering that the resident was his friend, Elliot Vineblood was shocked and failed to be useful and gave the Catalyst the opportunity to escape. As far as we currently know the, Catalyst is still on the run and still keeps the resident as a hostage." Jackson told shortly, not wanting to waste any time.
"I understand." Trixie answered, looking serious again. The man standing next to his wife, lead the way to the bedroom the two girls would be sharing. "My apologies for Maria. She's usually spoken not kind already, but with her work and the child we're expecting, she's been put under a lot of stress." The man said, although Trixie shook her head. "It's alright, you don't have to apologise."
Elliot looked at Spencer and shook his head. "No, but I'm not quite sure if we will find them here. Because of her past, Trixie usually spoken avoids places like this." He told the officer. Of course it was possible that they were here, but Elliot doubted it.
"The Catalyst was found in the house of a resident, an AI called Trixie. Upon trying to escape, the Catalyst used said resident as a hostage. Upon discovering that the resident was his friend, Elliot Vineblood was shocked and failed to be useful and gave the Catalyst the opportunity to escape. As far as we currently know the, Catalyst is still on the run and still keeps the resident as a hostage." Jackson told shortly, not wanting to waste any time.
Elliot let out a sigh, but said nothing in return. Spencer wasn't that different from Jackson, so he supposed he should be used to being treated like this. Still, that didn't make it any more pleasant. Without a word, he started doing what he was told to.
Jackson decided to pay no attention to Gilwith. Instead, she headed towards the office where they should report the happenings of tonight and knocked at the door before waiting patiently.
The man looked at Trixie and sighed. "I suppose it's no problem, but that decision is not just up to me to make." He said, before getting back into the house for a moment. Soon he got back, this time accompanied by his wife, a slim woman with a pale skin and red eyes. She had numerous scars showing on her skin, with one of the scars crossing her right eye. Her hair was cut short and was dyed the same light colour of gray as her clothes. Her belly was slightly starting to grow. She looked at Trixie's companion and frowned, recognising her face.
"You can stay here, but only tonight. Tomorrow morning, I want you two gone and if anyone asks, I won't lie about keeping you here, but will cooperate instead, because I'm married and pregnant now, and can't afford getting dragged into your problems." The woman answered before anything was asked, having heard the question already from her husband. Trixie nodded, supposing that it was better than sleeping on the streets.
Jackson decided to pay no attention to Gilwith. Instead, she headed towards the office where they should report the happenings of tonight and knocked at the door before waiting patiently.
The man looked at Trixie and sighed. "I suppose it's no problem, but that decision is not just up to me to make." He said, before getting back into the house for a moment. Soon he got back, this time accompanied by his wife, a slim woman with a pale skin and red eyes. She had numerous scars showing on her skin, with one of the scars crossing her right eye. Her hair was cut short and was dyed the same light colour of gray as her clothes. Her belly was slightly starting to grow. She looked at Trixie's companion and frowned, recognising her face.
"You can stay here, but only tonight. Tomorrow morning, I want you two gone and if anyone asks, I won't lie about keeping you here, but will cooperate instead, because I'm married and pregnant now, and can't afford getting dragged into your problems." The woman answered before anything was asked, having heard the question already from her husband. Trixie nodded, supposing that it was better than sleeping on the streets.
"That you say something doesn't mean that I should trust you blindy, not even if you're my superior. That's one thing I learned from working with Jackson." Elliot simply answered, looking at the slums they were entering. He didn't get here often, but he had met Trixie in a place like this for the first time.
"Don't be afraid, Gilwith. The worst they'll probably do is scold at us." Jackson said, heading into the headquarter and assuming Gilwith would follow after her. He seemed to be a lot like Elliot, and she wasn't sure if that was such a good thing.
"Oh please, save yourself the effort. There's no way you can make this up to me." The AI responded to Kiara, not looking at her. She was right, Trixie did hate her, but even aside of that, how would the woman make this up to her?
When she asked if the AI knew a place where they could hide, she nodded, and knocked at the door of a mechanic. A young man, seemingly in his mid late twenties, opened the door for her. He had a strong build, tanned skin and his left arm was replaced by a mechanic prothesis. On his upper right arm he had the tattoo of a black ankh. His head was shaved bald and his eyes had a black colour. Looking at the two, he raised an eyebrow. "Trixie? I thought you knew that Maria doesn't work at night." He said, looking at the AI.
"I'm not here for repairment, Ramses. I need a place to spend the night, and I was hoping you had a spare bed."
"Don't be afraid, Gilwith. The worst they'll probably do is scold at us." Jackson said, heading into the headquarter and assuming Gilwith would follow after her. He seemed to be a lot like Elliot, and she wasn't sure if that was such a good thing.
"Oh please, save yourself the effort. There's no way you can make this up to me." The AI responded to Kiara, not looking at her. She was right, Trixie did hate her, but even aside of that, how would the woman make this up to her?
When she asked if the AI knew a place where they could hide, she nodded, and knocked at the door of a mechanic. A young man, seemingly in his mid late twenties, opened the door for her. He had a strong build, tanned skin and his left arm was replaced by a mechanic prothesis. On his upper right arm he had the tattoo of a black ankh. His head was shaved bald and his eyes had a black colour. Looking at the two, he raised an eyebrow. "Trixie? I thought you knew that Maria doesn't work at night." He said, looking at the AI.
"I'm not here for repairment, Ramses. I need a place to spend the night, and I was hoping you had a spare bed."
Elliot let out a sigh, looking at Spencer. He doubted that the man would really give anything he said a moment of real consideration, rather than just saying anything that would make Elliot shut up for the moment.
"Fine." He said, supposing that he really didn't have much of a choice.
If she could've, Trixie would have been frowning at the moment. "Oh, so now I'm the selfish one? I was made by you humans just to do whatever you wanted, what you had planned for me, not giving a damn about what I wanted. I was used my whole life long and didn't complain until someone helped me out, and ever since, he is the only human I met caring about anyone other than himself. You trash my home and kidnap me because that's convenient for you, but if I refuse, I'm the one who's selfish? That's bullshit." The AI snapped, clearly still not having forgiven Kiara.
"I'll help. But not because you want me to. For as far as I care, they can arrest right at the spot and take you away. I'm not helping you because you deserve it, but because there are actual good people who need to be saved." Trixie eventually said, glaring at Kiara.
"Fine." He said, supposing that he really didn't have much of a choice.
If she could've, Trixie would have been frowning at the moment. "Oh, so now I'm the selfish one? I was made by you humans just to do whatever you wanted, what you had planned for me, not giving a damn about what I wanted. I was used my whole life long and didn't complain until someone helped me out, and ever since, he is the only human I met caring about anyone other than himself. You trash my home and kidnap me because that's convenient for you, but if I refuse, I'm the one who's selfish? That's bullshit." The AI snapped, clearly still not having forgiven Kiara.
"I'll help. But not because you want me to. For as far as I care, they can arrest right at the spot and take you away. I'm not helping you because you deserve it, but because there are actual good people who need to be saved." Trixie eventually said, glaring at Kiara.
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Elliot sighed and shook his head. "No, what I'm trying to say is that simply killing her without knowing any details would be wrong. I don't know why she did it, but she might as well had no other choice and had no intentions of doing a bad thing, and I don't think it's right to execute a citizen that's not bad. I believe that people deserve a trial before they recieve their punishment, and I'm not only talking about her. I think all people do." Elliot answered, looking up to Spencer. Saying such a thing to Jackson would be useless. He had no idea if Spencer was willing to listen, but it was worth a try.
"Yeah, and that's really terrible and all, but why are you telling me? I probably won't even live for another day, so this information is useless to me." Trixie said to Kiara. Of course it was bad that the Imperium sacrificed its people to some kind of deity, but what could she do about it? Not much, she supposed.
"Yeah, and that's really terrible and all, but why are you telling me? I probably won't even live for another day, so this information is useless to me." Trixie said to Kiara. Of course it was bad that the Imperium sacrificed its people to some kind of deity, but what could she do about it? Not much, she supposed.
"I will." Jackson answered shortly, as always not exactly ready or willing to talk, keeping her sentences short and clear. She was hired to find, arrest and in some cases kill people, not to become friends with her assistants and chat with them.
"Trixie is the closest friend I have. I met her quite a long time ago, when her life was... different from the way it is now. I helped her out back then, and we've been friends ever since." Elliot said.
He saw no reason to hide such information from Spencer. If anything, it could work in Trixie's advantage, or so he supposed. This way, Elliot could answer any questions Spencer had about Trixie, convince him that she really was a good person.
Trixie listened to Kiara and chuckled. "That's not a fair question to ask. You sounded crazy before, and you do so now, too. Only now, even more crazy." She answered.
"Trixie is the closest friend I have. I met her quite a long time ago, when her life was... different from the way it is now. I helped her out back then, and we've been friends ever since." Elliot said.
He saw no reason to hide such information from Spencer. If anything, it could work in Trixie's advantage, or so he supposed. This way, Elliot could answer any questions Spencer had about Trixie, convince him that she really was a good person.
Trixie listened to Kiara and chuckled. "That's not a fair question to ask. You sounded crazy before, and you do so now, too. Only now, even more crazy." She answered.
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"In all honesty, I believe that exterminating the citizen in question would be a little uncalled for. I know that what she did was wrong, but I know this particular AI, and I don't believe that she had bad intentions in the first place. She will have to pay for her crime, I understand, but exterminating her... isn't that a bit too harsh?" Elliot asked, looking at Spencer.
There was no way he was going to kill Trixie. He couldn't and truly didn't want to kill her. She was without a doubt the most kindhearted person he ever met, she didn't deserve to be executed. Yes, he would have to prove his loyalty to the Imperium after the mistake he made, but did that really have to be proven by killing the only friend he had left in this world? That just couldn't be worth it.
"Well regardless of the fate that awaits the citizen, I suppose we head back, so that we can report what has happened." Jackson said to Gilwith, before heading towards the door.
Trixie looked at Kiara, annoyed. The woman wasn't explaining anything clearly, but the last sentence caught her attention.
"What are you talking about?"
There was no way he was going to kill Trixie. He couldn't and truly didn't want to kill her. She was without a doubt the most kindhearted person he ever met, she didn't deserve to be executed. Yes, he would have to prove his loyalty to the Imperium after the mistake he made, but did that really have to be proven by killing the only friend he had left in this world? That just couldn't be worth it.
"Well regardless of the fate that awaits the citizen, I suppose we head back, so that we can report what has happened." Jackson said to Gilwith, before heading towards the door.
Trixie looked at Kiara, annoyed. The woman wasn't explaining anything clearly, but the last sentence caught her attention.
"What are you talking about?"
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