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primarchy[ He's too aware of the other unit standing at his side. Sandalphon's presence is a constant distraction, bright and warm and pressing at his senses in an overwhelming demand for attention that none of the other units he's partnered with have ever exhibited. It's a distraction that he can hardly afford, for all that there should be a relatively low level of danger; this is just a test of their compatibility, a run of the mill exercise that any of the lower level paired units could have undertaken.
Still, Lucifer approaches the mission with the same focus he gives all his assignments. He's been given a task and he'll complete it perfectly, and that means he must not allow Sandalphon's bright presence to break through the still calm of his concentration.
No matter how distracting so much of a hint of Sandalphon's scent is, somehow completely undiluted by the filth and debris of the broken-down complex they're infiltrating.
Lucifer takes a slow breath, re-centering himself — refocusing on the complex's datafeed, what's left of the crippled security system protecting the AI core that once ran the massive factory they've been exploring. Beneath the layers of security, there are traces of the AI left, a weak, corrupted fragment that bears clear signs of tampering, no doubt by the splinter group they've been sent to find any information on. The damage to the complex's system is deep and systematic; whoever disabled the core did so with a heavy hand but knew what they were doing. There's little for Lucifer to find remotely except for the wide swathes of broken code that leave him blind to what should be a comprehensive network.
The silvery light of the construct wings spread behind him shifts with his unease, a sense of wrongness that he can't dispel. Perhaps it's just his dislike of being so blinded, but he keeps their usual glow dimmed, the edges sharpened and ready for combat. ]
No signs of our targets, but my surveillance is limited. [ A soft murmur to the unit waiting quietly beside him, though Lucifer doesn't look away from the dark, half-collapsed maintenance tunnel they've chosen as their point of entrance. ] We should proceed inside with caution.
Still, Lucifer approaches the mission with the same focus he gives all his assignments. He's been given a task and he'll complete it perfectly, and that means he must not allow Sandalphon's bright presence to break through the still calm of his concentration.
No matter how distracting so much of a hint of Sandalphon's scent is, somehow completely undiluted by the filth and debris of the broken-down complex they're infiltrating.
Lucifer takes a slow breath, re-centering himself — refocusing on the complex's datafeed, what's left of the crippled security system protecting the AI core that once ran the massive factory they've been exploring. Beneath the layers of security, there are traces of the AI left, a weak, corrupted fragment that bears clear signs of tampering, no doubt by the splinter group they've been sent to find any information on. The damage to the complex's system is deep and systematic; whoever disabled the core did so with a heavy hand but knew what they were doing. There's little for Lucifer to find remotely except for the wide swathes of broken code that leave him blind to what should be a comprehensive network.
The silvery light of the construct wings spread behind him shifts with his unease, a sense of wrongness that he can't dispel. Perhaps it's just his dislike of being so blinded, but he keeps their usual glow dimmed, the edges sharpened and ready for combat. ]
No signs of our targets, but my surveillance is limited. [ A soft murmur to the unit waiting quietly beside him, though Lucifer doesn't look away from the dark, half-collapsed maintenance tunnel they've chosen as their point of entrance. ] We should proceed inside with caution.
