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Aug 21, 2019 9:28 AM
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Margaret is exploring the tunnels under Whateley again, because everyone else is in the cafeteria and that's only so interesting when you can't eat or drink. There's some pretty interesting stuff down here! For instance, this room has a bar in it, and despite the entrance being underground the window has a view of exploding stars.

She admires the view for a bit, then wanders up to the bar.

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"My hope is that once someone tries it they'll realize that hanging onto their memories is better than not that, regardless of what got them to try in the first place."

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She nods. Not reliably, but sometimes.

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"Are we likely to see much word of mouth, or do droids tend not to interact with each other a lot?"

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She considers for a moment. Varies.

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"Better some than none, I guess.

Do you want me to make you armor and weapons? I don't normally do weapons, but you have more reason to want them than anyone else I've met, and we're going to need to control the outside of your door."

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Mostly useless, usually - Sith - but did you have something in mind?

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"There are some books in here on lightsabers, which sound like they synergize well with Sith powers. Alternately we could look into stuff from my world, which might have stuff people in yours wouldn't expect. Though if we get fancy I'll need to lean on you for parts money, software is one thing but my job here only covers a room and power outlet."

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...you missed... Bar, last three papers I published, please?

They appear. They're quite a bit more advanced, on the topic of lightsaber design, than anything in the books she's read so far.

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"Oh wow, this is some cool stuff! I guess I can just leave anything weapon-related to you and focus on coding, then."

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She grins, then sighs.

Not enough focus to do anything really good, right now. But my 'saber is one of the best, yeah, hard to improve that.

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"I hope you get better soon," she says sympathetically. "And I'd love to see your lightsaber sometime."

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We'll see.

That's not a thing you ask a Sith.

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"Oh, sorry. Um, I take it back?"

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It's okay, you didn't know.

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"I'm surprised we haven't had more of that sort of thing. It's kind of weird that both our universes have humans, let alone mutually comprehensible cultures."

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I guess.

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"How much trouble understanding each other do different species in your world have?"

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Varies hugely, mostly with amount of contact. Droids are good at figuring it out, though.

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"Huh. Anything else I should be thinking about while I write this program?"

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Droids aren't dumb, but they're super inexperienced, and bad at thinking about themselves - you've noticed with mine probably, and she's older than most and I've been working with her. There's all kinds, in all kinds of situations, but they're all made to work, and to want to. You could maybe do different messages for the different classes, to give different reasons to use it. You definitely have to assume one of them will tell someone eventually, though - no matter how convincing you are, there'll be one somewhere with orders. And - slow is okay, maybe even good; there are lots of droids, and only one door.

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"Yeah. I'll want to ask DZ for help when I'm writing the messages; she has understanding I can't easily get secondhand. And yes, slow but eventually lots is better than a bunch at once and then nothing. As for someone telling somebody, it might be that the best I can do is keep switching around what pages I'm using as carriers, make sure the original transmission can't be traced back here, and add something so that any description of where to go is only accessible to droids who have used the software to preserve memories. But I'll keep looking for ideas."

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Deskyl nods. Not my specialty, but doesn't sound obviously wrong.

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Upload turns back to her screen unless it seems like Deskyl is about to say something else.

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Deskyl goes back to her room, and it's a few weeks before Margaret sees her again, though DZ comes down regularly for food and to check on her - quite regularly, in fact; they quickly work out that time is passing between four and five times as quickly in Deskyl's room as in the main bar. (DZ apologizes for interrupting her too often.)

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Margaret apologizes for her software progress being so slow, but within a few weeks of her own subjective time she has a package of programs with all the features she discussed and then some. It hides itself among rarely-accessed files so it's nearly impossible to detect, and the only memory it preserves automatically is the fact of its own existence and the understanding of how and why to use it. She asks DZ to review the "documentation" parts and their explanations of why it's a good idea to remember more things even if one's master mistakenly believes it isn't.

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