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~ Trinn leads thon to its home in Shellwood. ~
Query: would you rather wait for it to get cleaned, or do you require-need the weapon right this second?
@third-sentinel
"This Sentinel most certainly does not require the spear at this moment. You may clean yourself first."
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Haaaaaaaaiiii
@third-sentinel
"Subject Identified: Trinn," The Sixth Sentinel greeted. "This one has acquired a new spear. It wanted to return the old one to you."
"Id wandud oo wedun weh wod wun oo yoo!" The root bud mimicked.
"The specimen is getting eerily skilled at mimicking others," The Sixth Sentinel said. "This Sentinel is curious how soon that will become true comprehension. Perhaps not until the next instar."
Sixth?...
@third-sentinel
The Sixth Sentinel was on its way to the Underworks when its eyes turned to see the Third Sentinel.
"Subject Identified," It said. "Species: Cogwork Creation. Model: Sentinel. Designation: The Third of the Sentinels of the Citadel. Other Designations: Third Sentinel, Third-of-Make." With its... esoteric version of a greeting out of the way, it turned its body fully towards the Third Sentinel. Its movements seemed... more sluggish, and shamble-y, than usual. Actually, its movements weren't like it at all. Not at all like the smooth, sleek, calculated motions that it had been before it was deployed to capture or kill Groal.
"Third-of-Make. Searching for the Twelfth Architect, this Sentinel is. On a new mission, this Sentinel is. Returned, this Sentinel has. In critical condition, this Sentinel is."
The root bud's crying could be faintly heard from within the Sixth Sentinel's chassis.
"Query: How did the Tenth Architect deactivate? Natural wear-and-tear? Decommissioning? Are you aware?"
The world around sixth was completely quiet, no peep to be made. Until fifth spoke loudly from behind sixth. No sounds of footsteps were made, where did he come from?
Greetings! Sibling sentinel, I have heard you are quite fond of spears correct? Well I took a peek at all the sentinel blueprints and calculated how far each of us could throw a spear, you had the best throw in my calculations buuuuuuut, I think not far enough. I have designed a special spear throwing device that can throw double to triple your throw reach depending on the weather. There is also an attachment to return the spear but this severely limits reach. I haven't built it juuuuuust yet because I would like some input in any features you could possibly want.
@fifth-sentinal-official
The Sixth Sentinel turned around. What made Diver's ability to sneak up on it more impressive was that the Sixth Sentinel literally had eyes in the back of its head. In fact, the Sixth Sentinel felt quite unnerved by the fact it was able to be snuck up on so easily.
Unnerved... That's a new emotion. It still wasn't used to all these feelings, even after its emotional inhibitor had been mostly deactivated a while ago.
"Subject Identified: The Fifth of the Sentinels of the Citadel," Sixth greeted. "Answer: Correct, this Sentinel is fond of spears, though it is also proficient in a great many other armaments. Query: What input could this Sentinel offer on this device? This Sentinel was not made to create devices; its purpose and skillset is geared towards extreme combat proficiency, strategic thinking, and adaptability, as well as hunting and tracking, with additional creature identifying capabilities."
Oh you are most interesting... A twisted bud used for movement, many lands would fear you if they met you... Oh but I forgot to introduce myself! My name is Methly, I'm a scholar of sorts, what's your name?
@worshipping-mothling
"Subject Unknown. Species: Moth. Designation: Unknown. Yes, this Sentinel does have an infantile Radix gulosus specimen inside of it. This Sentinel is certain that it would be feared by many should it be met, but it knows not what the specimen has to do with that," The Sixth Sentinel said.
"This Sentinel's designation is the Sixth of the Sentinels of the Citadel, though it accepts the designations 'Sixth,' 'Sixth-of-Make,' and 'Sixth Sentinel.' Updating mind-vault; creating file 'moth_methly.foreigner.'"
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*#2552 approaches the sentinel*
"Hello? I was told you're good at finding others. I need help with finding someone."
@citadel-silk-moth
The Sixth Sentinel's head snapped towards the fluffy moth.
"Subject Identified: Breeder Number Two-Thousand Five-Hundred Fifty-Two," It announced, voice as rigid as its metallic body. "This Sentinel can confirm that it is skilled at finding others. What individual do you need help with locating?"
The Sentinel felt a stirring within it. Like it was back in the saddle again. Taking orders, finding bugs... This is what it lived for.
It felt the root bud inside it squirm. Yes... the Radix gulosus specimen had become quite restless, recently. Likely meant the time to implant it into a proper, organic host was coming soon.
pelts you at the radiance
The Sixth Sentinel was transported to the Dream Realm. Its body was launched at the Radiance. With a resounding slam of metal, they collided, and the Sentinel bounced off. It hit the floor of the Dream Realm, the root bud within screaming all the while. The Sixth Sentinel managed to convince the root bud to stand the body up, and then it looked upon the Higher Being.
"Subject Unknown. Possible Higher Being. Query: What is your identity?"
Meanwhile, the root bud's newly-granted power of photosynthesis was activated. It began to slowly produce nutrients. Sadly, it had to stop soon, due to not having enough water or carbon dioxide to continue. But the chemical reaction was efficient enough that the root bud gained quite a bit of energy from it.
Fifth approached, his movements were uncoordinated and drowsy. He spoke with a slurred speech.
Hey other seny, you know about citidel law ight? I know from muh blueprint that I'm allowed to eat food but what aboub candy? Cause this candy helps mh soul not yell buh I wanna know if it's legalllllllllll. Wait, aren you sixth? Why did I go t you, I dont like yuu
He was holding a bottle of pain killers in his hand, it was almost empty.
@fifth-sentinal-official
"Subject Identified. Species: Cogwork Creation. Model: Sentinel. Designation: The Fifth of the Sentinels of the Citadel," The Sixth Sentinel greeted. "It is legal for you to have candy. However, that is medicine, not candy. It is likely illegal for you to have medicine without the permission of the Whiteward staff. Or perhaps the permission of an Architect," The Sixth Sentinel stated.
"You likely came to this Sentinel because it has all Citadel laws memorized... Though, those laws may have changed by this point. An update may be required. This one does not hate you, though its opinions of you are not favorable."
