New Generation Legacy, Issue 1: Back to School

"That computer system is quite impressive. You mentioned that Amy has a limited capacity to learn; what are its limitations? By the way, I'm interested in your thoughts the creation a more advanced AI, one similar to a human."

"Raph at least seems to have no knowledge of her own origins; she only has vague memories of her time spent unmanifested. She doesn't even seem to have access to Cody's memories," Emmet explains, slightly nervous.

"Manjit, why didn't you want to come here? You were worried about missing your friends and family back home?"
 

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John, Trilly & Clover

Stacy and Layla both stare at the newcomer, neither of the stares overly pleasant. Stacy, all 5' 5" of her, looks at Clover and Trilly and then back at John with a bit of a glare that says, "What am I, chopped liver?" Instead she just lets out a small "Hmmph" before looking back to the group of boys she originally set her sites on.

Layla, on the other hand, simply stares at the young man, a scowl slowly forming on her face.

"Miss Badawi," the group can hear as someone approaches. "Exactly what do you think you're doing?" a rather irate-looking Jun Min asks as she walks up behind the teen she addresses.

Layla's scowl is quickly replaced with a look of shock. "Uh..." she mutters aloud, starting to turn white as a sheet.

"What did I tell you not 5 minutes ago?" Jun Min scolds. "It's perhaps one thing to peek into someone's surface thoughts to understand what they say, it's entirely different to go digging through their mind. There is absolutely nothing more personal than another person's thoughts.

"...I'm not done," Ms. Kim apparently interjects, though no one else could hear the attempted rebuttal. "I put my own butt on the line for you. I assured Dr. Hudabo that you wouldn't be a problem, that I'd keep my eye on you. What, you didn't believe that?"

Jun Min is silent for a moment as Layla seemingly pleads her case before the chew-out continues. "Really? You actually think we should have kept this conversation to ourselves so no one else would know? Think again, missy. In fact, you will apologize to this young man, right now."

Layla slowly turns towards John, her mouth agape and finding it very difficult to look him in the eyes. She hesitates.

"We're waiting," Jun Min says. "Or perhaps you're no longer fond of the idea of attending this school?"

The look on Layla's face makes one wonder if she isn't contemplating just that. "I'm sorry, John. I...was reading your mind without your knowledge. I won't do it again."

"That's for sure," Jun Min says. "This isn't baseball. One more strike and you're out. Understand?"

Layla nods her affirmation. Jun Min motions for her to follow. "Come with me, this is not over." Layla does as she's told, looking like she'd rather crawl into a hole and die.

"Whoa..." Stacy says in a lowered voice.

Just so you know, Mimic, John failed his Sense Motive check. Jun Min noticed though...
 
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Jerry treaded water about halfway across the pool, "G'day. Just making sure the water works."

Mr. Kincaid smiles gruffly. "Uh huh." He looks down, sees Jerry clothes and then looks over at the pile Kiyana left behind. "Whose are these?" he asks.

James gulps again. "Uh, Kiyana's, sir. She's in the...bathroom," he says, somewhat hesitantly.

"Uh huh," Kincaid repeats. "Well, make sure you clean these clothes up, that's what the change rooms are for." He looks at James. "There's a school issued swimsuit in your dorm room if, just so you know. Enjoy the facilities, kids. No horseplay though, alright?" He turns and leaves.

Once he's gone, Kiyana's form slithers out of the pool and into ther pile of clothes. The form jostles the clothing around as she slowly regains her human form once more, her clothes back where she left them, only soaking wet. She concentrates for a moment and all the water in the clothes are pulled out into a ball in her hand, which she simply launches back out into the pool, leaving her completely dry. "Well, damn," James thinks to himself.

"I am thinking for using swimsuit maybe?" Kiyana says, a slight shade of red.
 

"That computer system is quite impressive. You mentioned that Amy has a limited capacity to learn; what are its limitations? By the way, I'm interested in your thoughts the creation a more advanced AI, one similar to a human."

"Raph at least seems to have no knowledge of her own origins; she only has vague memories of her time spent unmanifested. She doesn't even seem to have access to Cody's memories," Emmet explains, slightly nervous.

"Manjit, why didn't you want to come here? You were worried about missing your friends and family back home?"

"Amy can learn at a basic level and anticipate a need or want once it realizes a developing pattern, eventually even making suggestions," Dr. Stockov tells them. "I don't believe a more complex intelligence is necessary for such a system."

"I have been researching more complex AI. The algorithms necessary for simulating human thought are staggering to say the least. In fact, I believe such an AI's 'brain' would need to be grow, so to speak, to develop itself as it learned, so there are mechanical issues along with mathematical ones. However, I do believe developing such a thing is not only possible, but quite probable," she adds. She simply nods at Emmet's assertion of Raph.

Manjit looks quite uncomfortable at the question. "Manjit? Badesha?" Prof. Lankowski asks, looking at the girl.

"You know of me?" she asks him.

"The staff have been told about you, actually..." he answers, not liking the way it came out.

"Told or warned?" she asks, unhappily.

Lankowski sighs. "Listen, what happened isn't really your fault..."

"It's not? I'm sorry, I don't need more councilling," she says, on the verge of tears. "It was nice meeting you all," she quickly mutters before leaving the room.
 

"You can call me Clover love, no need for all the miss and such. One of the benifits of being here and not home is that this place doesn't have to be so stuffy and formal." Clover told John, brushing off the title, even if it was kinda charming in a way that he called all girls miss.

"Its okay to be bent...if you are I mean. No one here is going to be mean to you just because of who you want to slip between the sheets with. Its nothing to be embaressed about. I'm a bit of AC/DC myself, so believe me, there would be nothing wrong with you liking the fellas." Clover said, having misread the frustration for embarresment and would have continued on with her reassurances, but just then Jun Min arrived and blew up on Layla. It was an utterly mucked up sensation to know there was something of a conversation going on and not be able to hear it, like Layla was whispring at the table and the teacher(?) wasn't bothering with it.

Wait, she was in his head? Wonder what she was looking for, I know she and Stacy definitely weren't chuffed with John about ignoring them when he said that me and Trilly were pretty. Maybe she wanted to know if he really was a beaver leaver.

"Well...uh that was something, wasn't it?" she asks after Jun Min takes Layla away.
 

Trilly arches an eyebrow at the 'ac/dc' comment, and idly wondered if the english noblewoman was trying to get the good old boy to blow a fuse. Not to mention she filed away the comment for later. She wasn't embarrassed by her choice of girls over guys, but she'd been warned by her family not to advertise till she knew the environment.

"Clover, you're skating on thin ice here sweetie, might want to just drop it before you really get in deep."
 

Trilly arches an eyebrow at the 'ac/dc' comment, and idly wondered if the english noblewoman was trying to get the good old boy to blow a fuse. Not to mention she filed away the comment for later. She wasn't embarrassed by her choice of girls over guys, but she'd been warned by her family not to advertise till she knew the environment.

"Clover, you're skating on thin ice here sweetie, might want to just drop it before you really get in deep."

"Get in deep?" Clover asks sounding a little puzzled.

"I was just letting him know no one would be upset if he was gay, not saying that he was. Not that there is anything wrong with being gay or being a lesbian, especially not here where we are already all so different. Its kinda like all the other differences are gone cause I'm sure there are Wankers out there who'd hate us for being different enough to have powers. If we're as different as we are from everyone else the little differences amongst us shouldn't have to matter. And really, if you can make a blizzard blow up at whim, or run so fast no one can see you, who you happen to like to snog should be no great shakes."

"Stacy, even if John's clueless about what he said, I think your much prettier than I am." Clover says to the valley girl cheerleader, trying to make her feel better.
 

"Get in deep?" Clover asks sounding a little puzzled.

"I was just letting him know no one would be upset if he was gay, not saying that he was. Not that there is anything wrong with being gay or being a lesbian, especially not here where we are already all so different. Its kinda like all the other differences are gone cause I'm sure there are Wankers out there who'd hate us for being different enough to have powers. If we're as different as we are from everyone else the little differences amongst us shouldn't have to matter. And really, if you can make a blizzard blow up at whim, or run so fast no one can see you, who you happen to like to snog should be no great shakes."

"Stacy, even if John's clueless about what he said, I think your much prettier than I am." Clover says to the valley girl cheerleader, trying to make her feel better.

"While I agree, you have to understand not everyone has your.. urbane outlook. And John is likely to have more culture shock that I do about it." Oh yeah, she liked this mix of worldliness and naivete. Add in the fact she was smoking and had a sexy accent? Oh yeah, definitely flirt with later. Now she had to get her to ease up a bit on the poor boy.
 


"Uh huh," Kincaid repeats. "Well, make sure you clean these clothes up, that's what the change rooms are for." He looks at James. "There's a school issued swimsuit in your dorm room if, just so you know. Enjoy the facilities, kids. No horseplay though, alright?" He turns and leaves.

"No worries," Jerry assured Mr. Kincaid.

"I am thinking for using swimsuit maybe?" Kiyana says, a slight shade of red.

"Get one that works for pants too. Works well for me," Jerry suggested, completely unmoved by Kiyana's transient nudity. Reluctantly, he swam over to the side.
 

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