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**Buttery Commissar**

Perverted? You've lost me. I just meant I could use a spare rather than backseat driving this one all the time.

Why would that be perver-

..ohh. [Starts grinning and walks towards lab]

..?! [Grips doorframe] Why did you give him ideas?

**War Kitten**

*grips BC under the arms using marine strength.*
Oh no you don't...... stay Perron

**Co'tor Shas**

*rummages around it pockets*
*pulls out a very unhappy crab*

Try this.

**Verviedi**

Wait. A crab? Why do you have a live crab in your pocket?! Couldn't it pinch-

**Buttery Commissar**

[Stops walking and remains stuck on the spot] I thought you wanted me out of this one? Make up your damn minds!

I don't think that's what anybody was objecting to.

Was it the calendar photoshoot I was going to arrange with the spares? Because it would have been very tasteful. Here, I even mocked up a preview...

++Attachments: 1 File++

[Starts having a spontaneous nosebleed]

**2BlackJack1**

I'm curious, if you're actually living, yet still have your abilities of an AI, then how do you possess other items still? Would it be similar to how you humans get lost in thought, but while you're actual body sits there you're actually guiding the possessed item through telepathy?

**Co'tor Shas**

Verviedi wrote:
Wait. A crab? Why do you have a live crab in your pocket?! Couldn't it pinch-

Pinch? Pinch wha-

...ooooh. Well I guess it would make sense, you would know. I doubt you know much about tau biology or culture. But all you have to do is look at what you ignore, and it's there.

Spoiler:

**Verviedi**

I honestly have no idea. I suppose my nervous system is capable of accessing the fragments of my greater AI, that I have spread throughout systems throughout the sector?

*Attempts to access something*

No... It's much different than that. The parts and copies of me inside the technology of this sector... they have fused with my mind. I am both this being here, and essentially the sector. I can cut off the elements outside of my body at will, and reconnect as I desire.

*Experimentally toggles the light and accesses BC's file*

How the feth did you get me in that pose with Farsight?!

I know that you're maybe female due to the Y-shaped nose slit, but could the crab not pinch other, sensitive bits?

**Co'tor Shas**

Oh,no, it's a very thick coat. It's made to resist anything from syktalic acids, and very high speed projectiles.

OOC: I just sort of decided to make her female when I was switching avatars, because why not. Socialy/physicaly there is very little difference between male and female tau so all that happens is a change in pronouns.

**Buttery Commissar**

[Attempts to move from the spot] ... [Feet stick to floor]
...Looks like whilst this fething daemon is inside me, commanding him has some hold over my body as well.

Sorry.

You're not really sorry at all, are you.

Little bit?

Oh, go to Hell, Perron.

Wait. Sh- * [Vanishes]

**War Kitten**

Dafuq?
*looks for BC*
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

**Verviedi**

*Notices BC vanishing*

...This cannot possibly be good.

*Prepares a suit of power armor, just in case*

**2BlackJack1**

Wh- where'd the commisar go? Don't tell me he actually went to the realm that those... monsters live.

**ZergSmasher**

*Picks up the spare deck of cards that Kimmy dropped*

"Little Terran, would you like to see a card trick?"

*Kimmy nods enthusiastically*

"We'll need more cards for this one, I think."

*Kimmy pulls out several more decks of cards from her pockets, removes them from their boxes, and stacks them on the table*

"Here we go!"

*Concentrates hard, cards start swirling around myself and Kimmy, and begin assembling themselves into shapes on the table. When the last of the cards lands, a complete card mock-up of a Protoss base is revealed, dwarfing 2bj1's card city.*

*Kimmy claps hands and grins with delight*

Edit: OOC: Ninja'd 3 times!

**2BlackJack1**

*folds arms*

Hey, that's cheating. I used my own two hands, not some fancy magic.

**Co'tor Shas**

He could have just possessed the crab and everything would be fine, but nooo he had to teleport Benny into the warp.
*tosses crab away and it scuttles under the couch*

*presses button on data-pad and some hanger doors slide open as a strange looking ship rises on a platform*

On the other hand, perfect time to test this out!

**Verviedi**

Wow, that is gorgeous! Such finesse with psychic abilities!

*Steps into office to retrieve some of my old gear*

Now, what are these "Working Joe"s you speak of, and why are they pleasant to communicate with?

**ZergSmasher**

"And you are an artificial construct that doesn't have to worry about his hands shaking or placing the cards imprecisely so as to accidentally knock them down, so be quiet!"

*Turns to Kimmy*

"This is why we Protoss don't give our robots voices or personality..."

**War Kitten**

Leave the robot alone, I just fixed his personality.

**2BlackJack1**

Hey now, I have no other option. And don't be so condescending. I've had enough of that from Wey-Yu.

Working Joes? They're an android as well, and are tasked with the more run of the mill jobs such as maintenance and occasionally guard duty. They aren't as colorful as other AI, but sometimes they're better than certain sentient creatures.

**Verviedi**

I did not know that! Thank you for being so informative!

*Returns from office bearing standard gear, including gloom prism, handgun, vox, and a bag of Farsight's refrigerated meat-rolls*

**2BlackJack1**

*appears caught off guard*

Are you actually genuinely being nice for me answering a question? Well, it's nice to be appreciated for once. Wey-Yu doesn't exactly care for its workers safety, especially when it involves dealings with xenomorphs. They tried getting a face hugger to latch on to me once...

**Co'tor Shas**

*heads to ship followed by a couple drones*
Come on everybody, assuming the tracker still works we should find him in no time.

*Follows, interested*

**2BlackJack1**

*goes into a locker and grabs extra nail gun ammo*

I have a strong suspicion I'll be needing this.

*follows after Co'tor*

**War Kitten**

*reloads bolter and follows Co'tor*
Let's go, I didn't fix that commissar to have him broken again.

**Buttery Commissar**

[Whatever hell-dimension BC landed in]
[Blinks and looks around] I did something stupid, huh?

Very much so.

I'm not sure I like the decor. Who's that? [Points]

You know that Daemonette you shack up with?

Yeah?

Thats her far less gentle and retiring sister. Stand very still and try not to look like a human.

...I need an adult. [Backs up to a wall and stands very still]

**War Kitten**

Wait a second
*gets on the vox and calls a Librarian*
Brother Veho here can just teleport us to BC
*Librarian casts Gate of Infinity on us*
*we land next to BC*
*grabs BC*
Alright let's go!
*gates back*

**Co'tor Shas**

*has already started ship*
Oh. Well I wish you had warned me earlier, because it's about t-
*the ship bends, warps, and disappears*

**War Kitten**

*watches the ship warp away from the safety of the room*
Well. This'll be interesting.

**Trondheim**

Indeed, even more so after I got to read your personal diary, what a amusing read. But now this place needs more swinging