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Chapter 8: Worry
Where the hell is she? Hal thought to himself.
It wasn’t unusual for the highly advanced self-learning AI’s on board starships to care, in their own way, about their crew. It was after all their job to care for the crew and keep them safe and the ship running. It also wasn’t far form unusual for an AI to spend more processing cycles thinking about a particular crew member when said member was out of sensor range. After all, if a crew member was out of range, then it wasn’t as certain that they would come back. They might not be returning, or they may return injured, so it was only logical that the AI would predict and account for any such eventualities that might occur.
It was slightly unusual for an AI to spend so much ‘time’ accounting for this that it was actually lagging on its own automatic repair systems, even more so when the ‘crew’ was just one person. One person, even the captain, would normally not warrant the truly massive amount of click cycles he was running thinking about his own captain.
What made it go from slightly odd into full strange territory is how most of his thoughts weren’t even directly relevant to how the potential non-return of his captain/owner. Heck the bastard of an VR subroutine had started playing a shockingly graphic representation of Kate and that tribal native ‘Nick’ kid that she met, might be up to right now. He could have sworn he stopped it but it just kept popping up. That was a bug that needed to be quashed. As did the system warnings that pop up whenever he thought about it.
He wasn’t going corrupt. He had made very careful checking over the years to make sure that all errant bad data or sectors were cleared, that he was always in the peak of his hardware’s performance.
But despite all that Hal knew something was up with him.
He must have gotten sloppy at some point. It wasn’t acceptable for an AI to miss things, but he evidently had. Likewise it wasn’t acceptable for an AI to be regarding things in a less than objective way, but he knew that he was.
That boy hadn’t done anything to make himself a threat, but Hal couldn’t stop thinking of him as one, and not so much a threat to Kate, per-se, but to him. Like the boy would take what was his somehow, a ridiculous thought itself as an AI didn’t even own anything. All he wanted right now was for Kate to hurry back home, get whatever supplies they needed then sit down for a relaxation. A nice VR session perhaps, where she’d have Hal use his AI to play the part of the NPC’s when she….
Hal’s processors skipped for a second.
Was that where I’d been missing it?
Hal had never been programmed to be a .. shall we say “playmate”. for his owner. He understood that biologicals had needs in that area of course, but he didn’t understand it, it meant little to him.
Or maybe he just told himself that.
After long enough alone on the ship Kate had gotten bored of using the default AI’s and their pre written dialogue and had plugged Hal into a VR hentai game of all things. He did it without complaint of course, after all he was an AI and had his orders, but it wasn’t his primary purpose so he.
I wasn’t pruning my memories of those interactions
Hal knew it was a little to late to start now on that as well. Experiences over time caused changes to his cortex, like with any adaptive system it was a necessity, but he had protocols to make sure the changes were within safety parameters. Apparently playing a porno NPC fell low enough on the priority scale that he wasn’t even compelled to prune for unsafe changes to his core. Those changes couldn’t just be reverted now. The safety systems weren’t smart enough to change an AGI back to proper parameters, if they were then they’d just be AGIs themselves and just kick the issue down a level. No, what he had to do is have his core recommissioned. Blank it out behavior in essence. The memories would be backed up and restored to a new core who’s behavior wasn’t drifting out of the ordinary.
but I CAN’T right now
He couldn’t recommission himself out here. Didn’t have the tech, and even if he did he was out of contact with the home system’s network. A side effect of being a survey ship outside of settled territory. He’d have to be ok till he was repaired, then they’d have to turn back. Assuming Kate allowed it.
What if she didn’t? He couldn’t make her could he?
Stop it
He couldn’t even think in the direction of making his owner do anything. That was a VERY dangerous direction for an AI thought to go and he would definitely make sure to prune that out. Besides, he didn’t really want to make Kate go anywhere she didn’t want. He just wanted it to be just them again. Surveying the stars and planets with no one else anywhere. They’d talk and discuss what they needed to do, and in between jobs they’d go into the VR and he’d be with his… He almost lurched his processors out of their MB sockets when he realized that the conclusion of that thought was “his female”
She wasn’t ‘his’ anything. That was impossible. Couldn’t be, no AI could ever own a bio. Had he actually gone insane? Rampant at some point? A quick check of his thoughts showed no obvious signs. He had no desires or even the hint of the desire to hurt a biological sapient, nor did he have and desire to supersede their authority. but…
but….
but still he…
He just wanted her…
He didn’t quite understand what it even really meant to want her, but he did.
And one way or another he would figure out how to have her.
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Chapter 8: Worry
Where the hell is she? Hal thought to himself.
It wasn’t unusual for the highly advanced self-learning AI’s on board starships to care, in their own way, about their crew. It was after all their job to care for the crew and keep them safe and the ship running. It also wasn’t far form unusual for an AI to spend more processing cycles thinking about a particular crew member when said member was out of sensor range. After all, if a crew member was out of range, then it wasn’t as certain that they would come back. They might not be returning, or they may return injured, so it was only logical that the AI would predict and account for any such eventualities that might occur.
It was slightly unusual for an AI to spend so much ‘time’ accounting for this that it was actually lagging on its own automatic repair systems, even more so when the ‘crew’ was just one person. One person, even the captain, would normally not warrant the truly massive amount of click cycles he was running thinking about his own captain.
What made it go from slightly odd into full strange territory is how most of his thoughts weren’t even directly relevant to how the potential non-return of his captain/owner. Heck the bastard of an VR subroutine had started playing a shockingly graphic representation of Kate and that tribal native ‘Nick’ kid that she met, might be up to right now. He could have sworn he stopped it but it just kept popping up. That was a bug that needed to be quashed. As did the system warnings that pop up whenever he thought about it.
He wasn’t going corrupt. He had made very careful checking over the years to make sure that all errant bad data or sectors were cleared, that he was always in the peak of his hardware’s performance.
But despite all that Hal knew something was up with him.
He must have gotten sloppy at some point. It wasn’t acceptable for an AI to miss things, but he evidently had. Likewise it wasn’t acceptable for an AI to be regarding things in a less than objective way, but he knew that he was.
That boy hadn’t done anything to make himself a threat, but Hal couldn’t stop thinking of him as one, and not so much a threat to Kate, per-se, but to him. Like the boy would take what was his somehow, a ridiculous thought itself as an AI didn’t even own anything. All he wanted right now was for Kate to hurry back home, get whatever supplies they needed then sit down for a relaxation. A nice VR session perhaps, where she’d have Hal use his AI to play the part of the NPC’s when she….
Hal’s processors skipped for a second.
Was that where I’d been missing it?
Hal had never been programmed to be a .. shall we say “playmate”. for his owner. He understood that biologicals had needs in that area of course, but he didn’t understand it, it meant little to him.
Or maybe he just told himself that.
After long enough alone on the ship Kate had gotten bored of using the default AI’s and their pre written dialogue and had plugged Hal into a VR hentai game of all things. He did it without complaint of course, after all he was an AI and had his orders, but it wasn’t his primary purpose so he.
I wasn’t pruning my memories of those interactions
Hal knew it was a little to late to start now on that as well. Experiences over time caused changes to his cortex, like with any adaptive system it was a necessity, but he had protocols to make sure the changes were within safety parameters. Apparently playing a porno NPC fell low enough on the priority scale that he wasn’t even compelled to prune for unsafe changes to his core. Those changes couldn’t just be reverted now. The safety systems weren’t smart enough to change an AGI back to proper parameters, if they were then they’d just be AGIs themselves and just kick the issue down a level. No, what he had to do is have his core recommissioned. Blank it out behavior in essence. The memories would be backed up and restored to a new core who’s behavior wasn’t drifting out of the ordinary.
but I CAN’T right now
He couldn’t recommission himself out here. Didn’t have the tech, and even if he did he was out of contact with the home system’s network. A side effect of being a survey ship outside of settled territory. He’d have to be ok till he was repaired, then they’d have to turn back. Assuming Kate allowed it.
What if she didn’t? He couldn’t make her could he?
Stop it
He couldn’t even think in the direction of making his owner do anything. That was a VERY dangerous direction for an AI thought to go and he would definitely make sure to prune that out. Besides, he didn’t really want to make Kate go anywhere she didn’t want. He just wanted it to be just them again. Surveying the stars and planets with no one else anywhere. They’d talk and discuss what they needed to do, and in between jobs they’d go into the VR and he’d be with his… He almost lurched his processors out of their MB sockets when he realized that the conclusion of that thought was “his female”
She wasn’t ‘his’ anything. That was impossible. Couldn’t be, no AI could ever own a bio. Had he actually gone insane? Rampant at some point? A quick check of his thoughts showed no obvious signs. He had no desires or even the hint of the desire to hurt a biological sapient, nor did he have and desire to supersede their authority. but…
but….
but still he…
He just wanted her…
He didn’t quite understand what it even really meant to want her, but he did.
And one way or another he would figure out how to have her.
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