Slow trades

Kate having bought all the interesting items and obtained all the items of her brothers shopping list was back the packed van. Her brother is still in the business of deals with other robotic customers. There was also the return of Purple99.8 whom was statue standing at the driver door, given the network codes around here... they were talking privately. She placed the boxes into the van from the back door, hoping into helping stock the shelved boxs as her brother was to busy at the moment. It only seemed far, he did this for her when she was in charge of talking deals with patrons.

"Welcome back." He states as she passed him the item he was reaching for.

"Thank you Brother." She smiles glad that he was acknowledgement of her wasn't displeasure, "A nice welcome to your freind too. I can tell you two get along."

"A pleasure to meet you again, Mrs Nick. Your reputation of being kind to us isn't wasted. I came on behalf of the city networks, as a first chance encounter to request about you taking some rare items out of the ground zero zone near south from here... you called it London. Its the human administrators whom want this has high priority. However us machine have a even more dire request. We spoke if before... and these folks you help in this dire quest could help you to London."

She thinks about this in recalling pervious talk about a zoo. In putting things together, its likely those of the zoo have communication to folks within London someway. One of many possibilities of what zoos had to do with London.

"The zoo, right? We did start looking for equipment and I brushed up on my doctor studying." She smiles with letting the two make comments in coding, letting them small talk. She helps serve a new machine customer with a simple request trade. She didnt let her looks fool them to think she could be swindled out of the robotic pricing. Even in using coding to speak back to the customer. Purple99.8 was a little taken back by her sudden use of coding independently of the ai brother. The two continued a small talk without her. She takes stop with seeing Frank back with folks. She sparkled a little with seeing them well, hoping out to met them. Yet before she exits, she pets the hover drone on a sensor.

"Please stop petting me." She snickers at the annoyed response, getting out properly. The hover drone lingers in watching her leave to talk to the humans before focus back to trades and talking to Purple99.8.

It was them being frank about the oddity of plague cases... the strange things only machines see when humans aren't around.

How the current climate of creatures... the things once labelled as animals were showing human like behaviors. Speaking. Writing. Driving. learnt habits... but nothing sentimental in how these creatures acted. Its a small start of preparation for interaction with creatures.

"How would your pet human brain react to knowing 'animals' are self aware?" Purple99.8 asking straight forward and with curiosity of the relationship that the nanotechnology system has with the organ box. Close friends from by gone times before the erased data event.

"She predicted it." caught in Purple99.8 off guard once more, "She wrote often before becoming infected. Her diary's back dating before the calender change stated her acceptance of sharing conversation with creatures once considered animals. Even today, she wants to protect all life - regardless of its origins. She could not care less if machine or fluffy furred vermin or fish. Life in a complex human definition is hard to understand. Even for me and herself. She just knows, instinctively. In a creepy sort of discomfort when she does. Like that field eater... she knew whom it was before." A limb within the van give a flicked gesture, "Its that strangeness that I like about her. And yes, I admit... I do like her as a sister... In a strange parental way. I can't however consider her a daughter. She to... wise for it."

"You two have a screw loss or imperfect adapter somewhere." Purple99.8 snarls a little, no at all a machine tone but the ai learnt personal complexion. Static toning even in low frequency. The topic was changed back to business about the zoo inhabitants and the issues caused by previous attempts.

All the names listed of those whom went... what seems to had happened to them. 19. There has only been 8 whom returned with madness of lost sanity or in a box as ashes. According to the informants - the 11 are unable to leave due to becoming infected with a new strain. The informants exact words was - lost their humanity and forgotten memories of medical practices.

"We wouldn't want to give this request to you if it wasn't dire. The informants claims that there a major issue with a sensitive case there. They couldn't give me any further information. But they will speak to you at somepoint themselves... just beware of its fluid mess it leaves behind. The creature is part bird... it seems."

It was this moment she returns with some mild disappointment, given that she hasn't brought Frank and his team around. She must have missed them to late or something.

"Sis, take over the trades for me. There a lot of information exchanges needed."

"If your thinking i am turning down the zoo request for something as silly as plague changes, then know that its not stopping me."

"Its why we need as much detail as possible in order to help them." She smiles a lot to the relief of helping creatures. Let's the hover drone of the ai connect with Purple99.8. The two moving away to more private area of discussion.

"Heya Mustard45.01.0, your captain Purple99.8 just left to talk to my brother." She smile greatly toward the yellow machine whom stood next in line. The ai of this machine a little taken back by the human talking to it so causally.

This disruption is short lived as the machine got on with asking about having a gun fitted with a new part. Spoke of how it came about to the guns damage in the first place. She checks it over and sees the issue, something so small that humans tend to over look as a margin of error. Yet this error can make a difference in aiming and rate of firing.

"I truly understand this issue and the annoyance the city would overlook of it." She does her ways of exact execution of gun dismantling and with picking the exact part if the issue. She didn't want to give subpart services to a faithful customer. Doing everything as her brother does, just she has human hands while her brother is chopstick limbs, "With this sorted... you have only until next week before we leave this trade spot. So any issues of modification can be sorted within that time. Time after... Well it be until we met again." She plainly explains and with putting the weapon back together.

In code she asked the normal rate cost but in good gestures she will over look the additional cost that could have been charged from other over looked issues the weapon had too. Mustard45.01.0 accepted this cost and deal, paying up without issue. Flinched a moment with sudden realization of her flesh hand taking that electronic payment. She give a causal smile and head pat - her own personality traits that differ from her ai brother.

"Thanks for the commission and I hope you well in next trade." The ai of yellow moved off the the side, watching her interact with next machine customer. She wasn't as favourable but not bais. She simply gave the causal service to a ai whom shares team with leading admin Purple99.8. The prices didn't change to unreasonable price, in fact the same price set her brother uses. The business poker face was blank, not exactly a frown or smile. She isn't like normal humans. She wasn't her ai brother either. It was perplexing for the learning ai of Mustard45 01.0.

The customer after the machine was a human. She had gave some small changes but the price of trades nor her style of service show bias. Even when the human became annoyed with the low prices of the goods they gave for trade.

"Look mister, I have a standardized price range that mirrors prices within city regulations. The items your saling isn't highly traded nor are the rare for me to obtain. I am giving you the base price, the state standard. I don't care who you and what your made of. I am survivor getting by. Your not special." She grilled the human then and there. The guy was having increase heart rate and showed sign of potential threat. Yet she stays unchanged, looking at the guy. She got so bored of the stare off, she soon did something human of habit. Taking out a cigarette and sparking finger tips in lighting it. Her demeanor changed, she stance was colder and more lethal in threat level scanning. He takes his trade and left. She sighed annoyed of the exchange and brushed it off. She finished the cigarette while serving the next customer.

"Some show they are more entitled because of their administration coding." The machine she trades comments.

"Its like humans to still hold on to fear and bias against you lot. Its not always about entitlement." She flutters a hand, "And don't confuse me for my brother. His the ai. I am the human mind. I can see the human side of the equation better then he does." Putting it out, "I stand by what I said. I don't care who you are and what your made of. Your all just another person inside." The machine thinks in her words and yet indifferent with continued trading with her, "You know... I find it funny... a joke even. Humans are scared of machine for the same reasons machine fear humans. I wonder if this fear will even matter anymore when dust of war settles down a final time." She causally added before the customer left. The machine stares at her, tilted in many questions. She smirks, pats the head and waved them off.

"Exactly why I don't forsee much problems with giving those two the plagued creatures request." Purple99.8 stood beside Mustard45.01.0. Hovering at eye level was the ai whom sticks to this lady serving customers. The commentary of the hover drone and the captain was a strange casually spoken affair.

"She hasn't changed in morale, that personality was always there from even before I was hosted to her. It's her confidence that changed overtime. Her way of demeanor and handling extreme cases. She still scared of things that used to be human though, even when she understands them."

"Maybe the fear humans have with machines is no different to our fear of humans within the cities. That fear that she has with Creatures is just that same fear... but given her comfort of us. I think she could get over the fear of creatures." Mustard45.01.0 comments.

"Why would you say that?" Purple99.8 asking and with the hover drone giving agreement of the statement.

"She seems to care about us all. She cares even of she pretended to not. She made that speech to teach us to get along... not fight between us."

"Your learning. Very well done." The drone flutters with looking at Mustard45.01.0, "You see why I find her to irreplaceable." The agreeing nods.

"What of the progression of Ddc198?" Purple99.8 asking straight.

"Dormant for now... but I forsee it being a problem when faced with higher concentrations of cscc and other new strains of new infections. Besides... its the disease that keeps her alive at all. None of my bodies in her is able to interact directly with the brain functions. Not even to prevent illness of it or other harmful substances. I stopped trying to kill her because I feared what the strain she has could do without her."

"You find answers with them zoo folks... gore as they may... organs hanging out of them isnt the problem. The bird said its the management of other infections or diseases that is."

"Interesting."