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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.
Nothing I need your assistance with, for the moment. Your assignment for now is to continue your research, using the bar's library. I expect a report on what you've been working on and what new projects you'd like to pick up within two weeks, by your time.
Very well. Daisy will arrange for your rooms and if you need anything retrieved from your quarters or compound.
"Congratulations," says Upload. "If the base is secure, I can set up to transmit the virus whenever is convenient." She's a bit nervous being in a room with Lord Pradnakt and no Daisy, but the excitement of finally being ready to start rescuing people is much more prominent.
It is. What did you end up doing about transmission, how fast do you expect it to spread?
"Well, how fast it spreads to new star systems' networks depends on traffic, but it should start out at a couple every week and exponentiate from there. Some systems it will start showing up to droids immediately; some it'll wait to make it harder to trace the spread. I can set it to occasionally send stats back to me--how many droids saw the information, how many downloaded the memory-preserver--but it would be a small additional risk."
"Well, if all goes well, eventually droids will start showing up here, and we should make sure the base is ready to receive them. There's going to need to be a lot of holding the door; I wonder if I could get the ability to hold a door to either of our worlds if I replace enough of myself with hardware from yours."
She nods. Daisy will know better than I do how to make the base welcoming to droids; I'll talk to her about it once Valyr and Rin are taken care of. And I don't expect that we'll have any difficulty finding volunteers to hold the door, once they start coming, but you're welcome to go through my and Valyr's workshops, and we can order anything you'd like.
"Great. I should convert half my new chassis blueprints into your world's part numbers . . . We should name our worlds."
She nods. We call the main galaxy Thilrion in Basic, but we don't have a name for the whole universe. She considers, then grins - well, I can call it whatever I like, can't I. Kyber, then, after the focusing crystals we use in lightsabers.
"Hmmm . . . I think I'll call mine Gene, because we have so many kinds of mutants and Mutant is a silly name for a world."
It shouldn't take long to get your parts once you know what you need. That might be good cover for a batch of droids, if you don't mind waiting a bit, if the virus can be targeted that way; can it?
"Yeah, that works. I can wait, just means longer before I can potentially take a turn holding the door. I'll tweak the virus to be more available on particular planets first, if you know where the parts would be shipped from."
Tinel IV is my usual supplier. We can hit Bandisdee II the same way, too.
"Awesome, adding those in now." Upload using the IDE in her head has no visible effects. "Anything else before I ask Daisy or someone to show me a transmitter?"
Lord Valyr and Apprentice Rin take precedence; don't disturb Daisy while she's talking to them. It's not a great idea to make it too obvious that you're waiting, either. You should be fine aside from that - I assume it goes without saying that you shouldn't try to interact with them directly without talking to me or Daisy about it first.
These people and their hierarchies. Whatever. "Trust me, I have no interest in interacting with either of them. And I won't bother Daisy either. How about the other droids who came in earlier? Any reason I should be avoiding them?"
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