The ship blotted out the sun as it came in for it's speedy but well calculated decent. It was a Royal Cruiser from the planet Aztrentose. The fall leaves where immediatly cleared from the grounds as it hovered before lightly setteling down.
Junior appeared out of a puff of black smoke at what he guessed was the front of the vehicle. He was holding up a small white flag and "peace" fingers. "Let me guess, you come in peace?"
It took a moment for a responce but an aray of colored lights apeared across the bow(?) of the ship and began flashing in some sort of code.
"Phew."
Junior sighed and called back toward the school "THEY COME IN PEACE!" He shouted back at them.
Waya emerged first but left the door open for the others. She noticed no one had came from the craft yet so she joined Junior on the lawn to wait. "Cool flag." She said quietly.
"Made it myself/"
Junior said with a smile "Remind me to get Rhydian a new white shirt for his birthday."
"Niiice."
Waya chuckled.
Antimony followed shortly behind and cracked a smile at Junior's prank. Her eyes followed the bow of the ship up to its grand construction, always impressed by the alien technology. "That never fails to be cool," She commented.
"I wish I could do the Vulcan thing."
Junior said looking at his hand and trying to mimic Dr. Spock.
"I prefer the old standard."
Waya said and held up the "peace" fingers.
The
twins held the doors open for their friends before walking out as well. They stepped forward, towards the ship. They briefly looked at one another, realizing that they were still wearing frilly cooking aprons, covered in flour and frosting. They each immediately untied the aprons and tossed them onto the yard to the right.
A massive amount of steam escaped from around the seams of what appeared to be a door opening. It lowered until it touched the soft grass and became a ramp. Standing at the top of the ramp was an alien obviously not an Aztrentian but definatly not human. It appeared to be male, tall, with broad shoulders and a classic "Hero" chin. However his skin was a violent shade of emerald and he wore fery detailed garnments of animal hides. "Earp-lings!" He said with a deep voice. "Friends of the Aztrentians!" He seemed particularly happy as he bounded down the ramp to greet them. "Where are my nephews?"
"Gee thanks..."
Rhydian mumbled to Junior at the obvious prank at his expense. He secretly tried to think of a way to get him back, but somehow setting fire to his bed just didn't seem a good idea, seeing as he's fireproof he'd probably just sleep on the flames. "Earp-lings?"
"I think you meant EARTHlings."
Waya corrected. "Before you meet your nephews, because obviously you don't know them by sight... Would you be willing to answer a few questions?"
"Well that depends small female." The green alien said with a charming smile. "Will
you be doing the questioning?"
"Ah ... ha."
Waya laughed, she had a pretty good idea already "Who are you and what do you want with the twins?" She crossed her arms over her chest in an intimidating gesture.
"I'm their great aunt Vrowedia's third mating partner, twice removed... quite forcible I might add. That Vrowedia..." He chuckeled and leaned against the ramp of the ship. "That woman..." The green alien decided to get this introduction back on track "The name's Crube Pelm'blac. Not to be confused with Blac Crub'Pelm mind you. That guy's a complete frellnack." He pointed his finger at Waya as if to make her wary if she should ever meet him. "I just recently heard about their parent's unfortunate disapearance. But I'd rather speak to them about why I'm here. Uncle to nephew bonding time. You understand."
The
twins were not expecting a different race other then themselves on the ship. They stared at their Uncle for a long moment before slowly looking at one another. "Do you remember this guy at all?" one whispered.
"No...then again we haven't gone to many family functions in the past two years."
"...Who the hell is Aunt Vrowedia?"
The other twin shook his head.
"Boys!" Crube exclaimed "I'd know those ears any where!" He strode forward to pull both of the twins into a bear hug "It's so good to see you! Let me look at you." He held them both at arm's length "It's too bad about that kakausainan thing. You'd both be two handsome devils a proper shade of purple or even green. But I guess it fits in a bit better on this planet am I right?" He didn't bother giving them a chance to answer, just kept talking. "I know you guys won't recognize me. The last time I saw you you where still in egg form. But you
Do have your mother's ears. Your aunt Vrowedia is your great grandmother's sister. Not many in the family spoke fondly of her, rights to the thrown and all that, but they all liked me. I've been stuck running transports in a mining colony in the LakLak nebula ever since she ... ahh it's not important. Are you going to introduce me to your friends?"
Jaden cleared his throat, "Welcome to Earth, Uncle." he scratched the back of his head, the term was a bit unfamiliar. "You seem to of mastered the native tongue here." Well if this guy knew them, they might as well be welcoming. It was nice to see a non-Earthling once in a while anyways.
The twins gestured to their comrades behind them.
Jayden spoke up and showed his uncle their friends, "This is Junior, Waya, Rhydian. Jeremy and Eliza aren't out here just yet."
They moved in sync towards Antimony. With one on each side of her, they bowed in her presence, "And this is the beautiful, Antimony."
"Oh my." Crube said as soon as he laid eyes on Antimony "Aren't you the exotic beauty." He took her hand and gave it a kiss that lasted about three seconds too long for comfort. It was easy to see where they got at least some of their charm. "I can see why my boys fancy you. You are a Pnelma Tirian, am I right?"
Rhydian arched an eyebrow when Crube referred to Moe as a Pnelma Tirian. He had never heard that term before, and none of them really knew who her father was anyway.
"I-I suppose,"
Antimony replied. "My mother was a mutant--I never knew my father." She blushed, finding herself the object of affection by not two, but three different aliens.
"Ahh, that explains the double scoop of exoticness you've been blessed with." He kissed her hand again and wagged an eyebrow.
"NOt to break up the pedofile moment but..."
JUnior butted in "What are
you?"
"Me?" Crube asked "I was orriginaly Aztrentian or I wouldn't have been Veridia's mate. I was once hijacked by an animal research facility ya see. Now I'm a "mutt" as they say in this galaxy."
"Lovely..."
Rhydian said with a dramatic drawl. "The more important question is what are you doing here?"
"To see my nephews of course!" Crube said pulling the lads into another Aztrentian sized bear hug. "tell me boys, I've heard about something from this planet that I absolutly must try. What are Buffalo Wings?"
"They are chicken wing sections and drummettes that are deep fried and then and drizzled with a variety of sauce."
Jaden defined as him and Jayden were stuck in an awkward hug.
"We had juts started cooking when you got here. I'm sure we could make em'."
Jayden added
"Splendid!" Crube shouted "You can catch me up on what I've missed and tell me why you've decided to stay on this tiny blue rock." He strode toward the school, both of them still half locked in the hug.
"Something seems fishey about him."
Waya said crossing her arms as Crube left with the twins.
"Smells like a man on the run to me."
Junior said, crossing his arms to mimic Waya.
Rhydian rolled his eyes at Junior. "It's more than that. Why bother coming all the way from Aztrentos to talk to the heir apparents whom you haven't even seen since they were in their egg?" He shrugged and walked up to him. "Betcha 20 bucks he's after the throne."
The twins walked into
The School Entrance Hall with their apparent uncle clinging to them.
"I'll lay odds on that."
JUnior Said spitting into his hand and offering it to Rhydian "Twenty bucks says we have intergalactic space police within the week."
"Bounty hunter."
Waya said holding up her twenty. She too spat in her hand and waited for the 3-way shake.
"Bounty hunter? For the twins?"
Rhydian asked skeptically,
but shook her hand as well as Junior's. "Bounty hunter is about as likely as Boba Fett showing up."
"HE isn't a bounty hunter."
Waya said correcting Rhydian "A bounty hunter will be
after him by the end of the week. Are we gonna shake on this? I'd hate to see what kind of trouble they might be getting into in there."
"Ok, well that makes a bit more sense."
Rhydian told her with a smirk. "Hell, Junior's idea sounds pretty good too. Bet he stole the ship from some poor Aztrentian too."
"Maybe I can get him to sit still long enough for a DNA test."
Junior said "If he's really been frelled up like he said it should be noticable. Some form of Aztrentian DNA should be recognizable."
"Then it's a deal and a plan."
Waya was still holding her hands out to shake "But keep this quiet. No telling what the twins would do if they knew we where investigating long lost Uncle Crube."
"The guy's so lost to them, that I'm sure they'd be in on the investigation.
" Rhydian said, not doubting for a second that at least Jaden would be in on it. "What do you think, Moe?"
"He does seem very friendly," Antimony replied with some discomfort. "And this is very odd timing. Let's see how it goes, but keep a good solid eye on all three of them."
"Then we're all agreed?" Waya asked "Friendly or no I'd rather be prepared.
Junior put his hand forward in the "go team" manner and said "I'm in."
"Agreed." Rhydian said, throwing his hand intot he mix.
Waya followed in sute "You in Moe? You can't go tellin your love birds about this, besides we just want to make sure he's legit.
Antimony smirked. "My lips are sealed," She said, throwing in her own, long-fingered hand.
"Then how about we get in there and watch him before he starts pocketing some of the tech we've got stashed around?" Rhydian told them all quickly. They had been standing out here discussing this guy for a pretty long time
"Avengers assemble!" Junior stated like a comic book hero. He'd started saying it recently to be annoying for no reason. He hurried forward to join the twins and their long lost uncle.
Waya Shook her head as she followed him "Dork."
Rhydian politely waited for Antimony to proceed before he did as well
Antimony followed slowly, placing one odd foot in front of the other in slow procession. She'd been like this since her mother came to visit, like she was afraid to move too quickly, lest she break the spell that held the monster captive.
Rhydian smiled politely to Moe as she walked by, he could tell she was troubled but he knew if she needed to talk, there were plenty of willing listeners.
The sound of a helicopter could be heard growing louder and louder. A black helicopter slowly lowered itself down onto a clear spot in front of the doors. A pale, frail looking, well dressed boy with shoulder length black hair stepped out, glancing around the school grounds. Phinagin seemed to be appraising everything as a few people busied themselves with unloading suitcases from the helicopter.
Waya came threw the doors to investigate, despite her most comfy set of pajamas. There was no use shouting over the roaring blades of the chopper.
"Is it Tony?" Junior asked happily "I've not seen him since I left Malibu, is it him? Hey Tony!"
Seeing two students exit the school in pajamas made Phinagin scoff. And did the red one just refer to him as that old trinket pusher Tony Stark. Issuing a quick order to his servents to take the suitcases to the entrance he approached the students. "This is Xavier's School for the Gifted, correct?
Though the sound of the lingering helicopter was too much for her voice to carry over Waya still heard him and nodded her head. It was apparent from the look on her face that she wasn't happy about having an unscheduled helicopter land on the grounds. She made a motion with her arm for the pilot to take off already.
Phinagin, seeing her gesture, turned and confirmed the order with an "ok" handsign. Once the helicopter was away he turned back to Waya. "Is this the usual attire for students?" he asked in a slightly condescending voice.
"After eight o'clock at night it is." Junior told him "We get pretty crazy around here when the sun goes down."
"Who may I ask are you?" Waya asked, immediately on the defensive. "S.H.I.E.L.D. didn't say they where sending anyone over." She'd actually not checked for any transmissions after they'd gotten back from thwarting the Skrull invasion.
"Phinagin Carlyle IV and no, I'm not from S.H.I.E.L.D. so you have nothing to worry about." he explained. Then he turned towards Junior, "Lets hope that it is not how you make it sound."
"You never know." Junior said with a wry smile.
"What are you doing here?" Waya asked. If he wasn't from SHIELD then the possibilities of him being a student are next to nill.
Rhydian walked up slowly, "Did you say Phinagin Carlyle? The Fourth??" He recognized that name immediately. The kid was the heir to the throne of all things basically. "You guys seriously don't watch the news, do you? You're looking at the next ruler of the world."
"I have come here to be rid of my parent's constant worry and the free from the confines of my home." Phinagin explained, "Now, are you the Welcoming Committee or the Official Inquisitor?" he asked with a smirk.
"I'm Waya Smith, team captain and-" She looked at Rhydian and Junior, she'd not ever declared herself as such but seeing as how things had been going recently she figured it was safe to call herself "Headmistress of the school."
To clarify Junior added "She's the one who decides whether you get to stay or not. No offence but it dosen't really matter if your Mr. Fancy Pants like Rhyd says you are."
Phinagin's eyes closed and his fists visibly balled into a fist, his knuckles whitening. Through clenched teeth he addressed Junior. "I do not believe the name calling was a necessity." A few seconds passed and he returned his composure. "I was unaware that the school was in the habit of turning away those that wished to be here. Or those that could make sure this school and its inhabitants are well taken care of for the rest of their lives."
"I said no offence." Junior "And Mr. Fancy Pants isn't exactly a derogatory term. Besides your pants are very nice, dare I say, fancy."
"Don't mind him." Waya told Phinigin "He got stuck phasing threw a wall once and hasn't been the same sense. You'll have to forgive us for being skeptical but it's not like we've got people breaking down our door to enroll these days. They break down doors, just usually to kill us instead. If you'd be willing to accept the neural education implant we could put some of these trustworthy issues behind us."
Taking Waya's advice he ignored Junior, "Ah yes. I have heard of these educational implants before coming here. I would gladly take one if it would allow me entrance to the school."
"Then follow me." Waya said. Seeing as how he had several cases of luggage she grabbed on and gave a nod to Junior and Rhydian to do the same. She headed for the school entrance hall
A taxi pulled up to the old school. A young lady stepped out and held onto her summer hat as the wind blew. She had short, brown hair that was cut at her ears that flared in and up. She was wearing a maroon, button up sweater with a yellow summer dress under it. The taxi driver helped her with her luggage. She had a classical suitcase, a violin case and a round bird cage with a slip over it. She smiled to the driver and paid him before heading to the building with her things. She glanced at the garden- it appeared as if no one had taken care of it in ages. The building itself looked awfully spooky. She went to turn around and go back to the cab, but drove off already.
Having no one to drive her away, Maribel walked up to the school. She was starting to get a bit nervous. Her English wasn't perfect but she hoped that she would be able to understand the teachers. As she got closer, the school was looking more and more creepy. Stepping up to the doors, Maribel grabbed the knob and stepped in.
Magneto waited for the others outside. He had been quite surprised that they where willing to visit his asteroid.
Waya teleported to the grounds carrying Eliza's interdenominational transport device. She'd already dressed in her X-Suit and ready to depart.
The twins arrived after suiting up as well with Jeremy behind them. It had been a long time since anyone has seen them in their uniforms.
Maribel came out with a suitcase in one hand and her violin case in the other. Her parrot was perched on her shoulder. No one explained to her what 'suit up' meant. She figured it was some weird American way of saying 'get packed.'
Phinagin joined them shortly after carrying his own suitcase. "Good to see that im not the only one who hates those X-suits." He said after seeing Maribel in plain clothes.
Maribel looked over her shoulder at Phinagin. 'X-suits?' she thought, setting a suitcase down before signing, "I don't think I have one."
Waya put her head in her hands, she couldn't believe she forgot to assign Phinagin and Maribel suits "We've got spares downstairs, come with me." She placed a hand on both Maribel and Phinagin's shoulders and used their shadows to teleport them to the lower levels. They where only gone about five minuets before they all returned the same way, properly encased in Reed Richard's finest unstable molecular semi-leather uniforms. "And they'll keep your body temperature at 98.6 for up to six hours in frozen conditions."
Maribel was not enjoying herself. She kept her arms crossed and her knees bent, feeling very uncomfortable in this skin tight attire. One could see ever curve and form of her body and it was definitely something she wasn't used to. Her face was beat red from embarrassment.
Phinagin was frowning as he looked himself over, "This is not proper attire for a formal visit of any kind!" he stated. "Why must I wear this horribly uncomfortable and gaudy outfit?"
"It'll save you if a bomb explodes right next to you, or if you're entering the atmosphere feet first... well the suit will survive, lack of oxygen and the heat would kill you" Eliza muttered, having found her suit in the labs with the rest of her stuff. "You forgot some pieces" she explained, pulling out one or two small mechanical objects.
"The suits are made of unstable molecules." Waya told Phinagin "Give them about fifteen minuets and they should rearrange themselves into a more comfortable fit." Waya hadn't grown up with her mother's modesty and black straps x'ed strategically across her frame.
"Well I guess as long as it keeps my body covered then it will do." Phinagin said as the suit started readjusting itself.
"Do we need our luggage?" Maribel signed to anyone who was looking at her.
"Only if you intend on staying, I'd say." Rhydian told Maribel as he approached the group, still a little irritated at having been left behind just moments ago. "Can we just get this over with? I doubt there's anything spectacular going on anyway." He turned to Magneto and shrugged, "No offense."
Maribel saw the others not bringing anything, aside from Phin, and thought maybe it was easier to wait and just have a preview of this place first. She carried her things to the entrance hall door and placed her stuff on the inside. She let her bird fly free in the mansion before joining the others.
"Hey Rhyd" Eliza called out, crouching down next to the equipment that Waya had brought up and checking it minutely "Do you mind helping me with this for a moment? I need to make sure it doesn't fall apart..."
"Well gee, sure- we'd love to help but we are too busy standing over here." the twins mocked as they stood there, offended that Eliza didn't bother to ask them.
Phinagin saw Maribel put up her suitcase and sighed in defeat. He did the same with his suitcase before rejoining the others. "If my parents saw me dressed like this they would die." he said to no one in particular.
Maribel chuckled, though there was no sound. Looking at Phinagin, she signed, 'I think you look fine. At least we all look ridiculous together, right?'
"Yea." Phinagin said with a chuckle. "Unfortunately it seems we are the only ones who notice."
'We just have good taste.' Maribel winked, joking of course.
"Where the hell are Junior and Jeremy?" Waya asked crossing her arms.
"Sure thing Liz." Rhydian replied, walking over to give her a hand with her machine. He placed his hands on it, focusing deep into the machine, feeling each and every inanimate piece of it, then made it hold itself together. He opened his eyes and took a deep breath. "I think it'll hold for a while..."
"Thank you Rhyd" Eliza said simply, proding experimentally at a piece of fragile equipment. It stayed rock still "Good thing you're coming with us, I can't afford to lose this stuff."
The twins glared at Eliza and Rhydian before forcing themselves to look away. They walked over and stood next to Magneto, ready to leave now. They held hands so they could communicate to one another without words.
"Let's just hope it's a quick trip." Rhydian said with a labored breath. I don't know how long I can hold that."
"This is ridiculous." Waya said, her hands placed on her hips firmly "I said ten minuets didn't I?"
"Keep your shirt on." Junior said as he and Jeremy came threw the entrance hall doors "We're here, we're here."
"Then prepare yourselves, it is an interesting experience, exiting earth's atmosphere." Magneto said and motioned for them to gather in a group.
"Betcha I've had stranger" Jeremy mumbled to himself as he took up position beside the twins. He eyed the machines they were bringing with them, wondering what all the little gizmos did.
Phinagin became nervvous as he joined the rest of the students near magneto. He hadnt heard anything about oxygen masks or anything like that and wondered how this mad man planned to do this.
Maribel came in closer and poked Waya to get her attention, 'Where is the rocket?' she signed quickly.
Waya pointed her thumb at Magneto "Right there, you'll see. Best not to spoil the suprise."
"Let's just get a move on it...." Rhydian groaned, wanting the trip to be over before it even really started.
Magneto summoned them into a little bit tighter group and a field of electromagnetic energy surrounded them. They began to drift upward, the metal on their uniforms responded to the field by trying to draw closer to it. Soon the grounds below began to diminish in size and shortly after Winchester county seemed like a small dot below them. They united states unfolded and became gradually smaller as clouds shielded most of their view. Soon the Earth drifted away and there was a bit of resistance as they passed threw the atmosphere and closer to the invisible Asteroid-M
Waya stood within the doorway, hesitant to step outside properly. There were four sentinels on the grounds right now and she'd called for the others. It took everything in her to keep from running back inside as they stood there.
"Ooohhh....shiny." Jayden said, holding a hand in front of his face to block the sunlight.
"So whatever is coming... they thought it necessary to send us FOUR sentinals? Jeez.. that's not comforting."
Junior appeared behind them. "Nice... but doubtfully necessary."
Phinagin was lookingbaround, peeved at the fact that his father's security system had yet to arrive. "These are the most gawdy, conspicuous things I have ever seen in use as a defensive/offensive system."
"Why do they looked like a five year old's toy blow up a hundred times?" Jeremy asked, looking up at one of the Sentinels and frowning. These things were going to protect them?
Rhydian help but look at the Sentinels with a smile. "Very nice. True, they may look like giant toys, but are not appearances quite often deceiving?"
"Not always, but in this case I hope so" Jeremy said, approaching on of the sentinels and prodding at it's leg with a long nail. If it toppled over then it wasn't going to protect them one bit...
One of the sentinels stepped forward and raised it's hand as if in greeting. Normally sentinels had very robotic speaking voices, but in this case they could hear the pilot from within. "We're supposed to report to someone named Smith?"
The thing stepped forward and Waya froze... if it was at all possible to freeze any more than she already was. This was a bad idea. A very very bad idea. The list of things she naturally feared was very small, but being nearly crushed by one of these as a child... She'd never really gotten over it. She could feel everyone staring at her, or maybe it just felt like they were all staring at her. Whatever it was, she had to move, so she turned to Rhydian, master of all things intimate, which these things would be if they lost their pilots... hopefully. "Deal with this." She told him and brushed pass everyone to go back inside, where she could breath again.
Waya ran into Maribel at the doorway. She gasped, not expecting it and immediately rubbed her head. 'Sorry!' she signed, but her attention was stolen by the large robots in the front yard. Her jaw dropped and she was staring like a deer in the headlights.
Rhydian nodded as she rushed passed him. He looked up at the Sentinel and smirked. "You just scared her off. Way to go on the subtlety." With a flick of his wrist, he opened the robot's cockpit. "Everybody open up. We want to meet the pilots."
"Ryan Richovich." The pilot said. "But everyone calls me Rocky." The three other sentinels stepped forward and opened up as well. "We got Sam Cornik, Adam Hauptman and Diane Burkov. We were told we answer to you guys and that's it. It's not how we usually do things, but we can make it work for a few days."
"Good to hear, Rocky. I'd hate to think we'd have to break your toys." Rhydian warned him in all seriousness. He knew how and why Waya was so uncomfortable with their presence. If they stepped over any lines, he wouldn't hesitate to destroy them for her.
Jeremy frowned as he watched Waya run away... she was scared of these things it seemed. Shame... but it explains why she said no. He looked up as the pilots were revealed "They didn't tell you what you might be facing?"
"Some mysterious mutant no one really knows anything about." Rocky replied. "We're equipped to handle just about anything."
"Not worried about the fact you're all going up against one person? Mutants are like ninjas, if it's one against a lot then the mutant tends to completely own that crowd" Jeremy frowned and examined all of the sentinels.
The twins elbows Jeremy a bit and looked up at the pilots, "Just be careful not to damage anything in the yard if at all possible."
"We'd appreciate it." they grinned.
If it was one thing the boys were sick of, it was all the negativity coming from their fellow roommates.
"We'll try." Rocky told them. "But we can't make any promises." He seemed like a friendly even headed sort of fellow and with a smile he added, "You can always send Shield your gardening bill."
"You honestly think they'd care? We've had one of our member almost going mad over a multi-million dollar machine she made herself, it got blown to pieces. Have they given her any help making it again? Nope." Jeremy shook his head and sighed "They'd probably end up saying that the damage was done by that one guy and they aren't going to pay." He looked up at the driver of the Sentinel "SHIELD isn't in our good books right now."
Maribel backed up upon seeing the large robots. She was still only in her pajamas! Grabbing the entrance door, she hid behind it and clung onto the frame like a shield. Turning around, she grew worried that Eliza and Waya were no longer there.
Rhydian turned and saw Maribel. He smile softly, then turned back to the pilots. "Alright, how about we go somewhere a little more business-like to discuss your deployment."
Phinagin was confused by Waya's sudden departure, but figured there was something she wasnt saying. When he saw Maribel cowering behind the door he nonchalantly made his way over to her. "This is why I said no to the Sentinels."
Maribel didn't sign anything, she merely looked at him and gave a squeamish grin. Robots or not, she was glad to still be on Earth. Thinking a bit, she pondered hiding in the lower levels when things got messy. Her mutations were useless in fighting.
"I mean, this is just so wrong." Phinagin continued, "These things were designed to hunt down and kill mutants, and now we have invited several over for tea."
Maribel tugged on his shirt and gave him a pained expression as if to say, 'WHAT?!'
"Yes, Phinagin, they were originally designed for that purpose. However, the programming has been thoroughly and utterly gutted, leaving only basically the Asimov principle in function. Meaning, simply put, that the robots are not capable of injuring a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm." Rhydian explained, pausing to allow that information to sink in, before continuing. "The movements and all other functions of the robots are now control 80% by the pilot, leaving that 20% to simply autonomous functions. Like, for example, when our brain tells our hearts to beat, or our eyes to blink. The entire mobility of the Sentinel is directed by the very human pilot. The only time the core programming of the robot steps in, is when the Asimov Principle would take affect. Whereas, through inaction the human pilot would come to harm. Say, the pilot were to take the Sentinel into a kamikazi nose dive, at that last moment when the human's ability would be incapable of preserving their own life, the Sentinel's core programing would kick in and cause it to either eject the pilot's pod to safety, or create some other method of preserving their pilot."
Phinagin fixed Rhydian with a glare that would have peeled paint of a car. "I do not believe that you were involved in our conversation and I kindly ask you keep your dirty nose out of it." With that Phinagin walked away and to Phinagin's Room.
"Trouble in paradise?" Sam whispered to Adam with a wide grin.
"I'd hardly call this place paradise." Adam replied stoically, leaning back against the leg of his Sentinel.
Diane scoffed at the two of them and shook her head. The two of them were so plagiaristic it wasn't funny.
Rocky looked at Rhydian, "Lead the way, kid. We're to follow your orders. At least you seem to know alot about us and our machines." He smiled warmly and gestured to his fellow pilots. Rhydian wanted a more private location, they would follow his lead
Rhydian nodded and then lead the pilots to a more secluded section of the garden. "It's pretty simple deployment. There's of you, and 4 directions they could come from. Naturally. North, South, East, and West. Each of you take a direction, keep scanners on full alert, and trash anything that's not authorized. Don't see why we really needed to move to a more secluded area for this, but you have been briefed before coming. So yeah. Have at it."
Maribel outstretched her hand towards Phinagin's back as he left, as if wanting to call after him. But it was useless, he was already gone. Exhaling, she lowered her gaze to Rhydian and the twins, clasping her hands against her chest, not really knowing what to do. Feeling defeated, she headed back inside.
Jeremy sighed, looking around at everyone as they left... Just him. He stared up at the massive robots, poking at the legs of them every now and then as if making sure they wouldn't just fold over. Well everyone was away... What was he going to do?
Stumble!