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Message: <blockquote data-quote="simmo" data-source="post: 1484072" data-attributes="member: 9744">chapter 6 Bad Memories“Error. Error." The modron sputtered and rolled its eyes as its name was mentioned. "Recall data. Flushing buffers. Bugger. Bugger. Removing data, emptying cache.”“Go on,” Littleby said as he stood behind the creature cupping his hands waiting for something to come out. He look at Caleb and they both realised that the creature was not referring to a recorder stone or other piece of physical memory.“DON'T DUMP YOUR MEMORY!” the earth genasi commanded it.“Bugger does not require memories. Memories will be overwritten. Tables will be removed.” The modrons eyes moved from side to side as if it was reading some invisible page line by line. It's eyebrows raised as it paused for a moment before continuing.“Vocalise memories before dumping,” the dwarven scholar said in the modron language.“Ending. Ending. Memory dump almost complete. Small portion completed. Memory dump halted at...” Suddenly the creature's voice changed. It became a deep and resonant voice that was filled with hatred and anger. The volume at which the modron spoke was low and yet it also conveyed a thunderous rage that caught the companions by surprise. “If you discover wand, do not touch with circlet. Circlet will negate. Wand and circlet must not come in to contact. Locate elves, black skinned, white haired. They must be brought back for questioning. Specific. They have no memory." The modron's voice returned to its normal flat mono-tone voice and its wings quivered slightly. "Error. Memory corrupt. Memory dump resumed.”“EJECT MEMORY,” Caleb said getting the hang of how modrons appeared to communicate.“Enter code-word,” Bugger replied.“ENTERING CODE NOW,” Caleb muttered as he kicked it again.“Vengeance,” the modron hissed in the same anger-filled voice that it had used previously as it kicked him back in the shins.“OW,” the earth genasi was caught off-guard by the creatures actions and glared at his mephits who'd found the whole scene highly amusing.“Bugger. Interested in experience. Wants to repeat. Will repeat.” The modron was about to swing its leg back for another kick when Caleb pushed it backwards.“BUGGER, EXPERIENCE SOMETHING ELSE.” The earth genasi sighed in exasperation and got a 'I told you so' look from Littleby.“Master, are sure that you would not like for us to take it off your hands?” the ooze mephit looked at the modron longingly.“Your command will be taken in to consideration.” Bugger imitated Littleby stroking his beard.“RIGHT," Caleb squatted down to look the creature in the eye and to make sure that he had its full attention. "I AM FEELING A LITTLE UNEASY ABOUT THIS.”“Your unease. What is this feeling?" Bugger asked curiously. "Is this the feeling that you get when I kick you in the shins.”“NO THAT IS PAIN. UNEASE IS LIKE ME SAYING TO YOU. MAYBE I'LL DE-PROGRAM YOU TOMORROW.” Caleb moved his hammer from hand to hand in order to emphasize his point.The modron paused for several long moments as its machinery rattled inside. “Experiencing unease.”“I FEEL UNEASY WHEN YOU SAY THAT YOU WILL CONSIDER MY REQUESTS. MAYBE YOU WOULD NOT NEED TO FEEL UNEASY IF YOU WOULD JUST OBEY THEM.” Caleb tried to sound more sympathetic, but still came across as quite intimidating.“Does this mean that I am deprogramming you?” The modron asked as it tried to analyse what the exact parameters for feeling unease might be.“NO THIS MEANS THAT NOBODY IS DE-PROGRAMMING ANYBODY.” Caleb stood up and felt like throwing his hands up in despair but he was not quite ready to give up yet.“Very well. This is an understanding. I will not be de-programmed by you or the mephits. I will cease communicating with you and the mephits.”“NOT FOR EVER, JUST FOR A FEW HOURS.” Caleb smiled, pleased that he seemed to finally be making progress.“Very well. I will cease communicating with you and the mephits for a few hours.”“THANK YOU.”“That is fine. I have several functions to complete for the mephits.”"THAT IS NOT FINE,” the earth genasi was about to walk away for a well deserved rest when he stopped in his tracks. He slowly turned towards his mephits who were busy scrambling away at a rapid pace.“Experiencing unease,” Andrew joked mimicking the modron.“I AM EXPERIENCING UNEASE. WHAT FUNCTIONS IN PARTICULAR?”“I am not permitted to talk about this. Otherwise I face de-programming by the mephits.”“YOU HAVE BEEN MISINFORMED. THE MEPHITS CANNOT DE-PROGRAM YOU.” Caleb glared at his mephits who were busy cowering behind some bushes. They were in the midst of a heated argument about what to do with an item called a 'modron maze' that they'd found and the earth genasi only heard snippets of their whispered conversation.“Computing. Computing. This will take time to resolve. I will not complete functions, experience unease, de-program or communicate for the next few hours.” The modron closed its eyes and stood motionless.“VERY WELL. MEANWHILE I AM OFF TO DE-PROGRAM THE MEPHITS.” Caleb picked up his hammer and began swinging it above his head. As it spun it made a whooshing sound that grew in volume and finally got the mephits attention.Serena had returned from the Garden again and was busy looking through the items that they'd recovered from the former Anacharim base. Laid out in front of Littleby, Andrew and Serena were some magical bracers, a cloak, goggles that allowed to view things in incredible detail and numerous potions. They also found some slippers that allowed the wearer to lift themselves off the ground and a magical black dress that the dwarven scholar said contained abjuration and enchantment energies.Serena was quite keen to try on the dress despite the fact that Caleb had a bad feeling about it. She went some distance away to try it on and came back looking absolutely stunning. The dress fit her perfectly and made her look like a queen who was beautiful and terrifying to behold. The dress was made of a fine material that did not have a single speck of dust on it and the pearls woven in to the dress glimmered in the light.When she went in to the Garden to show off the new dress to Roxanne and the others, the seer realised that she was not wearing anything. As she quickly tried to cover herself up with her hands she felt that she was wearing her undergarments and saw that this was indeed true. Zakar raised an eyebrow at the strange behaviour of his mistress, but she disappeared quickly from the Garden and was once again wearing the magical black dress.“It's really, really nice but.." Serena felt torn between keeping the dress on or changing back to her the blue dress that she'd been wearing before. "On the one hand it looks great but I don't necessarily want to turn up to the Garden naked. Zakar, why didn't the dress come to the Garden?”"I do not know my Lady," The hound archon growled in reply. "I do not understand why it did not come with you.”</blockquote>

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