Stones of farspeech; within a day of the intro log

[conscientiousobject]

This is very sudden, and perhaps badly timed, for which I apologise.

[He really hopes he's not wasting the time of people trapped in rockslides or something, but--well, he would also hope someone trapped in a rock slide would be focusing on that and not. This.]

But I've just... returned to this place after a long absence and I've been informed there are other robots here now?

Is this true?

My name is Epsilon, and I am--was? Am. A robot myself.

So if anyone who can hear me has any kind of AI, or a similar form of existence... at your convenience, I'd like to speak with you! It's been a long time since I've known any others.

.... also, if you do need help, Ginko and I are able to move a great deal of earth between us, so please say something.

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You'd think I'd have known, but I missed a lot of March

[conscientiousobject]

I... have no idea what you're talking about.

Who is Agent Washington?

[a_shadow]

If you don't know, how'd you know Washington is an agent?

[ She blows out a grunt of frustration. ]

Don't know what you think you have to gain by keeping it from me, but fine. It's not like I died for you or anything.

[conscientiousobject]

I know because he told me his name.

But I don't know who he is.

And I don't know who you are, either. I think you're mistaking me for a different 'Epsilon.'

[He really didn't get a lot of useful information out of his conversation with Washington.]

[a_shadow]

Sure. That must be it.

[ Dry sarcasm is evident in her tone. ]

[conscientiousobject]

[Hmmm. That didn't work. Epsilon tries a different approach, keeping his voice calm.]

Well, if you're so sure... why don't you tell me who I am?

[a_shadow]

Like I'm going to just say it out where everyone can hear.

[conscientiousobject]

.... would you prefer to meet in person?

Someplace public, perhaps the Denny, or the mana pool.

[a_shadow]

Yes. That would be good. Let's go to the Denny.