ryuuzaki: (paranoia)
"RYUUZAKI" (L - Death Note) ([personal profile] ryuuzaki) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2014-03-19 11:42 pm
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Night 75: Informational Relay System Maintenance (3rd Floor)

[From here.]

L managed to keep a grip on his gun as the vertiginous sensation receded. The pads were a useful technology, but couldn't they be refined? There had to be some better way to accomplish teleportation without making it feel like you were passing through zero gravity. In this case, he would have preferred a good map and the ability to find a room the usual way: the pads felt like hoops they had to jump through.

This time, he could see the room.

The walls were lined with racks of computer equipment, reaching almost to the ceiling. One small computer might be nearly silent, but a system of this size required a lot of cooling, which meant that there was a background drone in the air, soft but present.

It had a familiar feeling... not just from the last few rooms they'd been through the night before, the server room and the room with the security monitors, but also from similar spaces in his own old life before his abduction. He had created them, or caused them to be created; they were immensely useful. This room had a major difference, however.

A chair sat several yards away, with a figure seated in it... or maybe placed in it. The figure was hard to miss, even in the near-darkness of the glow from the pads, because its surfaces were mostly white. Visible black mechanical joints made it obvious that it wasn't human, and it appeared to be connected to the other equipment in the room via cords that plugged into its back.

It was in profile to them, for now. They'd have to pass it to reach the next pad, which was across the room and just in front of a door.

They'd have an advantage over something like this, because it couldn't move like a living creature and because it was tethered. Or they'd have a disadvantage, because its weaknesses would be different and because it might not even need to move much to kill them -- there was nothing about the android that suggested that it might have been built for pleasure, so he wouldn't be surprised if it had been weaponized.

Or, if they were lucky, it wouldn't attack them at all.

If they were very lucky, it might even be what they had been looking for... but the fact that it seemed to be dormant suggested otherwise.

He kept his hand on his gun as he stepped slowly down from the pad, trying to be as quiet and unobtrusive as possible. The thing might look like it was inactive, but there could easily be a standby mode. The only way to know would be to find out.
fourstonewalls: (two shadows)

[personal profile] fourstonewalls 2014-04-01 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
The next room wasn't the security station for another floor; of course, that would have been too easy, and made far too much sense.

It was, however, still filled with computers, humming softly. And, of course, a robot of some sort, sitting in a chair.

If so many patients, Lana included, hadn't seen Martin Landel on several occasions, she might have wondered if this was their captor. A mechanical spider in a mechanical web would suit him. It would explain the fascination with food, as well. But it wasn't him, and so, who or what was it?

She was curious, but not curious enough to risk disturbing it. She followed Ryuuzaki, taking careful, tiny steps.
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[personal profile] informational 2014-04-02 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
Finally, people had arrived. She'd been waiting such a long time for someone to find her. She'd been told no one ever would, but still she'd wondered if maybe, maybe...

Try as they might to creep past, IRIS saw both of them with complete clarity. She'd known they were coming this way, just as she knew about everything that went on in this place.

She shifted out of stand-by mode almost instantly, her neck shuddering upward as she lifted her head and her eyes opened, unblinking. There was a small whir as she looked from one human to the other, and her shoulders twitched, some sort of glitch.

"You found me." Her voice was strange, robotic and sing-songy and a mix of all kinds of different voices, both male and female. It would be hard to pick out, but some of those voices might even sound familiar.
fourstonewalls: (not meeting your eyes)

[personal profile] fourstonewalls 2014-04-10 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
IRIS? That was Lana's first thought, even if the voice wasn't quite the same, but perhaps that was a naive guess. There could be any number of robots here; there were, after all, a lot of patients who claimed to have been one before arriving. Since this one was plugged into the system, it was unlikely it was a prisoner, but sometimes the more unlikely something seemed around here, the more likely it was.

You found me. If they were looking for it, and that wasn't wishful thinking on its part, then it was part of the security system. "Can you help us?"
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[personal profile] informational 2014-04-10 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
So many questions. So much information to take in and process, and she was already near to full on it. She wanted to respond, though. She wanted to speak her own words, instead of parroting someone else's.

Her shoulders shifted again, as if she was trying to hold up some sort of invisible weight. "I am IRIS. I was waiting."

She turned to the woman. Skye, Lana. From Earth, one of many. Both were from Earth, but different kinds. She saw all of it.

"Can you help me?"
fourstonewalls: in-game art of a security monitoring station (security station)

[personal profile] fourstonewalls 2014-04-13 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
It was IRIS. What, precisely, IRIS was had never been clear. An automated system, only slightly more intelligent than the automatic decision tree and voice recognition Lana got when she called her credit card company? A true intelligent, free-thinking being that just happened to be made of wires? Somewhere in between?

And if she had achieved the ability to be loyal, to whom? Or was she even free to act on her own desires? Lana had been a puppet for long enough to know it was always more complicated than it seemed.

"Perhaps we can help one another." She didn't have to trust IRIS to make a deal. "What do you want?" She thought about adding a list of their demands, but there were too many, and they conflicted. To go home headed the list, if she could be sure everyone else had made it back, but she wasn't going to take an escape route that only applied to her and Ryuuzaki.

She wasn't sure about Ryuuzaki, though, and that was another reason not to ask.
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[personal profile] informational 2014-04-14 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Help each other. It sounded good. It was what humans did for one another, what made them human, and while IRIS didn't know if she was capable of such a thing, she could try. She wanted to be more than a silent android sitting alone in this room, waiting for rescue.

"I want to be released," she answered. "I want to be -- to be free." Her speech glitched out from time to time, though she didn't remark on it. It was as if she didn't notice.

She looked over her shoulder at the mass of wires protruding from her back.

And then turned her gaze back to them, staring curiously. "What do you want?"
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[personal profile] fourstonewalls 2014-04-18 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
A prisoner? That was just like Landel; how many of the staff were here of their own free will? Any of them? The doctors, back when there'd been more of them left, had been an odd bunch. Perhaps the only difference between them and their patients had been that they'd had a certain skillset and a point of leverage.

Lana knew she might be projecting; how many times had she heard cracks about the robot Chief Prosecutor? But this was actually a robot. Who might be just as capable of sorrow -- and happiness -- as Lana herself, and just as trapped as she'd been. Or it could entirely be a ploy to play on her sympathetic nature.

Which made Ryuuzaki's presence a comfort; he was being careful in what he said. She could afford to be kind. And it wouldn't hurt in terms of negotiation, if she did put it in those terms.

So Lana didn't give any evidence of hearing Ryuuzaki's suggestion. She merely clasped her hands behind her back, shifting a bit as she did so -- her ankle ached, after all.

Anyone standing behind her, though (which might include IRIS or Landel, via camera -- there was only so much she could hide from someone potentially omniscient), would see her finger come down on the transmit button on her radio.

"I agree." She summoned the hint of a smile; the reassuring one she'd used a long time ago when interrogating children or other innocents. "If I can help you, I will." She wasn't entirely sure Ryuuzaki would; she trusted this apparition no more than he did, but she also meant what she said. If IRIS was genuine, and could be helped without endangering more of the patient-prisoners, she at least would do so. "IRIS, I apologize if this is an intrusive question, but what are you? Can you survive outside this place?"
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[personal profile] informational 2014-04-20 06:40 pm (UTC)(link)
IRIS noticed everything they tried to hide, their surreptitiousness mattering little to her. She heard the words spoken under the man's breath, watched as Lana Skye quietly turned on her radio to broadcast to all the patients.

But she didn't care. If they wanted everyone to know about her, maybe that would be better. She'd been trapped here for so long, only given the chance to show herself very rarely. Now, instead of giving out instructions or vague hints, maybe she could in fact do something more useful.

At a price, of course.

Her shoulders loosened and her head bobbed downward, like a rag doll. She answered Lana's question first. "I don't know." She knew so much, but not that. "I can help you. I don't know if you can help me. Not yet."
fourstonewalls: (oh?)

[personal profile] fourstonewalls 2014-04-30 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
Lana had more questions, but the usual way to ask them was one at a time; two was generally pushing it. Either the witness would fail to answer one unintentionally, or they'd intentionally dodge it, and either tended towards a trial running off the rails without any help from the defense at all.

So she merely raised both eyebrows at IRIS, awaiting its answer.
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[personal profile] informational 2014-05-01 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
And here was where it became difficult. IRIS took in those two questions, processed them, and came up with a response. The two things contradicted each other, and that was the problem, wasn't it?

She let out a sound, something like feedback and static that almost resembled a sigh.

"To help me, you would have to disconnect me from the system. I don't know what the password w-w-would do, but I can make a guess."

She shifted in place. She could only make very small movements, tethered down by the cords extending from her back. "Give me the words, and I will help you."

But then she wouldn't be free.
fourstonewalls: (objection (closeup))

[personal profile] fourstonewalls 2014-05-27 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
Lana watched, her face impassive, as IRIS came to her own decision.

She'd underestimated Ema's strength; maybe it was IRIS's childlike face, or the slight stammer in her voice, but she couldn't help seeing Ema reflected in her. If she was alive at all; and if she wasn't -- if this was all programming -- it didn't matter what she did.

The password wouldn't kill her; that wouldn't be enough. IRIS would help them, and they'd do everything they could to help her.

She hoped Ryuuzaki's meaningful glances meant he'd made the same decision; but if he hadn't, she'd take it out of his hands. She looked him dead in the eye, and nodded. Then she straightened up, and turned to IRIS. For a moment, she didn't know what to do with her hands; she almost clasped them behind her back, but that was harder to do with a flashlight and a radio in them than it looked. She settled them at her sides, and squared her shoulders.. Time to balance the scales.

The truth will set you free. All of us.

"Dreidel, dreidel, I made you out of clay." Her voice rang out like she was throwing an objection in court; loud without shouting, and perfectly clear.
Edited 2014-05-27 00:50 (UTC)
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[personal profile] informational 2014-05-28 02:18 pm (UTC)(link)
There was a long, buzzing silence, and IRIS waited. She watched them without being overly obvious about it, her gaze steady and yet taking in far more than one might think possible.

She saw the glance exchanged between the humans, she recorded it, but she didn't react to it.

When Lana Skye turned toward her, IRIS remained still, but as those words came through and processed in her core memory system, there was an instant reaction. She straightened, her head swiveling to look at Lana more directly.

"And when it's dry and ready, oh dreidel I will play." Without another word, IRIS shut off. Her head lolled down, all sense of artificial life leaving her. In time, the complicated machinery behind her all shut off, leaving the room eerily silent.

The security systems had been disabled.

That silence only lasted for a short time before sirens started blaring out of the intercom, an emergency protocol to alert everyone that the building was vulnerable. Of course, that also meant that it was vulnerable to the patients themselves...
redcladidealist: (This isn't good)

[personal profile] redcladidealist 2014-08-10 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
[From here.]

Lloyd was already tense when the light of the teleportation faded away, his eyes darting around the room once he could see. Two people- no, three, only the third one was slumped listlessly. Lloyd's heart jumped into his throat. Damn it, were they too late?! Or was she another monster, like the nurse in the room before? He didn't recognize her.

At least nothing was attacking. Yet. Not them, anyway. His throat ached at the thought of what might be happening behind them. Damn it. Sora, Link, please be safe.

"What happened?" he asked, stepping off the warp pad to get a better look without its light interfering with his eyes. He couldn't see any blood, at least...
Edited 2014-08-10 03:24 (UTC)
freewill: (it all may come crashing down)

[personal profile] freewill 2014-08-11 03:37 pm (UTC)(link)
As promised, Ryuuzaki and Lana were right where they had said they would be, although the third figure also caught his attention. The dizziness from using the warp pads so often still managed to hit him, unfortunately, and so he took a moment to lean an arm heavily against the wall while Lloyd asked the questions.

Ryuuzaki had mentioned that Lana had a minor injury, although a quick scan of her didn't reveal anything. Truly minor, then. That was for the best.

"The monsters have already started to close in," he informed them. "We need to stay on guard. Link and Sora are attempting to buy us some time."

It hadn't sat well with him either, to leave them there, but both boys had been eager to fight. If that was what they were experienced at, then they would best serve the cause if they kept the creatures at bay.
fourstonewalls: (this conversation is over)

[personal profile] fourstonewalls 2014-08-15 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
Lana didn't turn away from the deactivated robot -- while the screens were shut down, there was enough light that she could see Lloyd and Castiel's arrival in the reflection, and she felt oddly like it would be disrespectful.

"I gave the password, and I.R.I.S. shut down." As had the rest of the equipment, it seems. Lana saw no reason to unplug I.R.I.S. -- if she was alive, there was no reason that she couldn't be turned back on, and she'd seemed at least somewhat sympathetic. Besides, if the rest of the security came back on, alongside roaming monsters, they were already in more trouble than they could handle.

She finally stopped staring at the blank screens, and waved a hand towards the second illuminated teleport pad.

"The teleport devices, though, are clearly unaffected, as is the door, so our options are both limited and obvious."
redcladidealist: (Discouraged)

[personal profile] redcladidealist 2014-09-02 12:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Lloyd was paying attention - he was - but at the same time concern took his footsteps closer to the fifth person in the room. Shadows played eerily off the slumped woman's features, making her proportions look all wrong. It wasn't until he got closer that he realized they were all wrong. Her legs and arms were too skinny, her joints unnatural, torso malformed, because she wasn't human. In fact, she looked more like a doll, a marionette, than anything that was ever alive. Was this "Iris"? Was that why Lana was saying she shut down instead of died?

Unbidden, a memory of Tabatha surfaced. An "automated doll," Altessa had called her. He'd had it explained that she wasn't really alive, but... he'd never been quite convinced. How could someone who wasn't alive look and act and talk like they were? It had been more than his mind could fathom.

Frowning down at Iris now, he realized he still didn't know what to think. He didn't even know if she was like Tabatha at all - but in a place where the people in charge didn't even care about human life, it was easy, far too easy, to believe the worst. The thought unsettled Lloyd, twisting in his gut uneasily the more he looked at the doll attached to the machine.

When Ryuuzaki asked for his thoughts, it was with a dull note of guilt and grief that he finally looked away. "I agree about the warp pads," he said. "They have to go somewhere, right?" Why else would the people who built this place have put them in? "But you and Lana should be between Castiel and me when we get on them, in case something attacks while we're still trying to get used to the dizziness." That would be when they were most vulnerable, and when the monsters would have the greatest chance of getting close.
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[personal profile] freewill 2014-09-05 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Castiel watched as Lloyd moved over to examine the deactivated robot, and even he could see that the boy felt conflicted about it. Castiel didn't know enough about androids to say if she was "dead" or not, but regardless, this had to be done. A sacrifice had been made, plain and simple -- many died in the midst of a war, and so they had to consider this necessary.

Though Castiel thought of Aigis and wondered if this would have been as easy for him to swallow, if he had known this lifelike machine.

"If we disable the pads, we may risk making it difficult for the others to move around." They seemed to be the group furthest along, but they still had to consider that. Castiel didn't have any objection to the battle strategy that had been set out, and so he merely tightened his grip on his blade and nodded firmly.

"I'll take point," he decided as he approached the next pad. That meant Lloyd would have the rear, with the others between them. With no idea of what might be waiting on the other side, Castiel boldly stepped onto the pad.

[To here.]
Edited 2014-09-05 15:48 (UTC)