re_alignment | [Video | Location: Alpha Trion’s Temple]

[Across the Link, a new video begins to play. The camera focuses in on what appears to be a rather young woman with two very long, thick braids of blue hair dressed in an outfit that resembles that of a maid. With her hands folded neatly together in front of her apron, arms locked straight at the elbows, she faces directly towards the camera with straight posture and a light smile.]

Excuse me. Please forgive this interruption.

My name is Yuzuki. I have only just arrived, though I still do not fully understand how I came to be in this place.

I am currently seeking further information concerning this location I have been told is called Cybertron, and searching for my owner, Mister Kokubunji Minoru. Having been separated from him, I wish to know whether or not he has come here through the Lambda as well. My master is twelve years old with black hair cut to eye level and has dark brown eyes with light skin. He typically wears a mandarin style jacket and sometimes wears a pair of glasses.

If you have recently seen him, please immediately contact me with further information.

Sir, if you can hear this message, please know that I am searching for you.

Thank you everyone.

[With a forward bow from the hips and her hands sliding downwards against her skirt in the motion, Yuzuki comes up straight after a few seconds to then cut off the wide broadcast transmission.]

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... Wait a slaggin' moment, if ya can act independently an' learn through the programmin' why wouldn't you be an A.I?

[Clliffjumper's not sure at all how to process that, rubbing a hand roughly over the lower half of his face. because what else would an A.I be, other than being able to act independently and learn, while not possessing a spark, to further differentiate it from a simple computer?]

... Uh, yeah. Anyone who's a person and is self-aware has the right to freedom and ain't a thing to be owned!

[There's a frustrated little fling of his hands up in the air as he says this (which does, briefly, make the view blurry since the camera's attached to a computer on his arm...).]

My creator believes that an AI must not be reliant on outside programming while being capable of thinking and acting on its own. Were my main operating system to crash, I would cease to function. This should not occur with an AI.

[It's one of many expectations she fails to live up to as she wished she could.]

I merely sought to clarify, sir. I was not aware whether circumstances had any part and might affect your judgment. Please accept my apologies.

[With that apology, she bows forward for a moment.]

You don't have to-- augh!

[He groans and crosses his arms, frustrated and a bit embarrassed. Why is she apologizing?! Besides, something doesn't add up...]

An' if you whack a human in the head or pierce their brain, they'd either fall unconcious, get gravely injured, or die. Cease to function.

[Huffing, a scowl on his faceplates, Cliffjumper gestures to himself.]

Same for us, even if it ain't all that easy. Everybody dies one way or another, or falls unconcious... dependin' on what ya mean by your main operating system crashing. An' where do you think an A.I'd get its initial programming from? Doesn't just slaggin' pop up from thin air. As far as I'm aware, self-teachin' is part of an' A.I is, even if that's got limits too.

[There were, after all, in the end differences from what an intelligence matrix or A.I could achieve compared to, say a sparked cybertronian... At least in regards to cybertronian technology.]

... An' you don't need to call me sir. My designation's Cliffjumper.

[He looks away briefly as he says that, and then back, frowning. He's never really been "sir", so that just seems odd.]

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