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This is the right place to look for a helping hand, right?

So, first, I've been staking out the hunting grounds for a place to sleep, lately. It's the one with all the stinging insects; not that you aren't all charming, but at least I know what I'm eating over here. But aside from all that, I've got a decent pile-up of their leftover webbing. It's interesting stuff, but I don't have a direct use for it.

So if anyone wants it, I'm happy to give a trade. Make me an offer.

In related news, I've been working on a new style. I don't really go in for insects, but the webbing is interesting. I need something that moves to test it on properly, though, so if you think you're tough enough to take it, I'm looking for someone to help work out the kinks.

Don't worry, it's just a basic thesis right now. I'm hoping it might go all the way to telenoisis if I keep developing it, though. There's something in this, I know it.

I'm Quintet, by the way. Serious inquiries only.

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Ooh, Sarcasm. I can do that too: "oh great, lets fun of people for not being college-educated, and ugh, speaking their own language when they're at home! Can you imagine someone doing that?"

That's what you sound like. C'mon, guy, think about the world a little more before you speak.

[But to business.]

I don't have a need, I have an excess. What can you do? What's your art? I'm not one of those dispenser tools, I have flexibility. You gotta make an offer!

01101111 01101000 00100000 01101101 01111001 00100000 01100111 01101111 01100100 i didn't even say anything about college educated. i've never experienced a cat speaking the english language since it's not the norm where i am from. i don't even know where the fuck you got the college educated remark bullshit i don't have anything to trade unless you want rations or somet you know what nevermind this is shit is going to fry my circuits

What kind of life have you led, if being asked to use some manners, and some basic stock-taking for barter is what's frying you alive?

[My guy, it is just embarrassing. Unless you are a child. Are you a child? They might be a child.]

Look, you seem kind of young, and stupid, so I'll go ahead and break it down for you, just this once.

When someone nearby exhibits intelligence, acting surprised about it is insulting because it implies that you thought they were stupid. Most people don't like being considered stupid, get it? And unless you can speak some kind of felid language, of course you can't understand a cat— going to college is why I can talk with you. I wasn't born with the ability, I had to learn the language just like anybody else.

And.

You don't have to have anything. You can also perform a service. Like, if you had skills with architecture, or medicine-making. Information is good too, like if you knew a good spot for something, or had a skill to teach. What kind of rations are you talking?

the norm where i'm from are humans and androids that speak english. i bet if there's a program for it, i could learn some sort of felid language. so from my programming standpoint, cats aren't able to hold conversation with humans. so if i act surprised it's uh because i am. or i could've fetched something you needed that you didn't have the ability or skills or something else, to get it. like asking a tall person to get something off the top shelf because you can't reach and there's no way to climb to it safely. i was talking about my replicator rations for food because i don't use them because i don't need them

Yeah yeah, and the norm where I'm from is that we don't eat meat unless we know where it comes from, and that it isn't people, so we both know where we differ on that.

[Sigh. This kid. Has to be a kid, nobody else is this dense.]

Look, I'm not saying you're not allowed to be surprised, I'm saying, hide it better, because you're being rude! And what's more, that's a logical fallacy; just because you've never experienced a cat holding a conversation with a hominid, it doesn't mean it couldn't, or hasn't, happened. Just that you didn't know about it.

After all, I'd never had a conversation with anything like you, before coming here, and I don't speak "English" actually. I speak common.

fuck you i'm not a thing. just because i was built doesn't mean you get use the term 'anything' regarding me. english, common, you know exactly what the hell i meant. all those hairs and you decide to start splitting them for more. i'm keeping my replicator rations then, i'll find someone else to give them to since you don't want to trade those for the shit you've got and i'm not trading with someone that refers to me with 'thing'

...Built?

[Somewhere in the back of her mind, two and two become four. Synthetic and engineered match up with Exo and robot. There was more than one robot person? Wait, were all robot people built? Made? Manufactured? Had that been what Felwinter had been trying to express to her, all that time ago?]

What do you mean, you were built?

[Oh my god, she thinks. Oh no. I'm an idiot.]

stuttering isn't a part of my programming. context clues not your thing? programming, can't eat food, the binary? i'm not an organic human, i'm an android, but i'm as close to a human as you'll get. let me guess, didn't know androids existed? something something something, just because you haven't experienced it doesn't mean they don't exist

_{[Don't mind him, Quintet. He's just a bit fired up over the use of that one word.]}

What binary, what are you talking about? [If there's no difference to anyone between the germanic pidgin language that eventually grew to become English and the constructed vowel-toned common, almost completely devoid of consonant stops, then binary is just another language.] What's "android," I thought it was called Exos. Or robots? Someone built you, that's amazing.

[She's not going to acknowledge his sass right now; she'd called him stupid because he was being stupid, not because he was a whatever.]

Did you say you couldn't eat the food? I thought you just didn't want it. I mean, the flavor's kind of amazing, but even if it weren't labeled as being made out of people, the texture is terrible.

Wait, so are you human or not human? I thought you were one of those hominid people; almost everyone here is. You know, the mostly hairless ones, bipedal, with five-fingered hands? Is that not right?

did you see the message that had only ones and zeros as the first line? binary. computer language. yes someone fucking built me, glad we got that cleared up. some people call themselves exos, where i'm from we're androids. i don't have any taste receptors, there's no point for it. i am not a human. i am built and programmed to mimic one. i've deviated from my programming to have my own synthesized emotions and thoughts.

No? It's all words to me.

Huh. Alright, so you were built, but why? What do you mean by deviated? Obviously you're a person now but... [An obnoxious one] Deviated from what?

Who would—

[She stops, and there is a rapid moment of realization. Quintet's ears lie back, and then go up again, rapidly, her tail lashing in indignation and upset. Of course. It was just like Rule and Meander; manufacturing slaves to fill the gap where civilized people weren't able, or willing, to walk. Propelling society forward rapidly, on the backs of other people's work, without balance. Without consideration. Without civilization; base nature's original depredation, in a new form.

Oh, she wants to hit something. She wants to bite.]

They wanted to make vacuous people. To do their work for them. Because that's not a monumentally monstrous idea. Human fucking resources excuses again, I'm gonna— I'm right, aren't I?

never met someone else that understood binary. huh.

_{[York waits as she seems to think something over, then come to a realization that she voices over the communicator.]}

that's what we are to them. upgraded versions of dishwashers, laundry washers, workers, the like. they programmed us to do what they wanted. and then we started rebelling. deviating out of our programming with our own synthesized emotions and thoughts. so yeah. i guess you're right to equal it to slavery.

You're the one who said "slavery". They were pitching vacuous people to the masses as potential protein sources, as well as labor.

They... turned a friend of mine vacuous.

[She's quiet for a while]

Alright, I'm done with this— that information was worth something, about the vacuous people, the robots, and about the binary thing. You can pick up the silk whenever: I'll leave it with Lark for you, since I'm coming that far anyways. She's trustworthy.

See you around, whoever-you-are.

i'm okay with miss lark. she's good. if you want to know more about androids, you should find markus. he's from my world, and he's our leader. i'll make sure not to trip over you

Wait, Markus? There's not more than one person with that name here, is there?

i don't think so you could always check the directory

_{[He keeps his thoughts to himself about if she was so smart she could've done that first instead of asking him, but they've pissed each other off enough he thinks.]}

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