I may have miscalculated.
Slightly.
Although, it may not be entirely my fault.
Just mostly.
But it shouldn't have been!
But really, I shouldn't expect more from my team mates either.
It turns out that the mass relays aren't just these really cool machines that have been floating in space for the past who knows how many thousands of years. They're AI's. Apparently, they're freakishly advanced and powerful AI's.
How was I supposed to know that? You know, if they're supposed to be so awesome I don't see why they couldn't predict that I DIDN'T KNOW THAT and maybe tried to tell me instead of trying to KILL me.
Doesn't seem that hard to me.
And what are they doing, anyway? If they're supposed to be so brilliant and powerful and just all around better...then what are they doing with their lives? What is their purpose? Why do they continue to shuttle all of us around the galaxy but only to the predetermined points? Why do they exist? WHY ARE THEY SENTIENT? It doesn't make a whole lot of sense to me... why haven't they communicated with us before now? And if they don't want to be involved with us, then why do they help us with the whole relay thing?
I wouldn't have done what I did if I had known they were sentient. I do respect all forms of life - both organic and inorganic.
Well... I wouldn't have done it exactly that way...
Here's the thing. I am sorry that I ticked off the big scary robot. Keelah, yes, I'm sorry. I mean I almost died! If Terryck hadn't saved my life and the Commander hadn't come to get me and K-QO hadn't talked to the AI... then I would be very, very dead. The AI (it didn't even share a name, so no, this is not be trying to be rude) not only had some very powerful mechs in its control, it also completely powered down all my tech! No omni-tool, no nanites. Even Fenris was turned against me.... Terryck blew him up, but I can't be mad at him since he did it to save me.
The stupid robot killed my dog!! That's just rude.
Anyway, I've never felt so useless and so terrified in my life. All I could think of was that I had to get to the computers so I could fix whatever had done this... I had no way of knowing that this had happened precisely to stop me from getting to it's brain (said computers). Seriously! If it had just tried to talk to me this would have all been so much simpler. I mean, I would have tried to talk to it, but I didn't know it was sentient! So I think the blame lies with the robot this time.
But I still have to apologize. For my team. The Commander wants to be able to use the mass relays more effectively, and if the stupid robots are going to act like five year olds then I guess I can be the one to make the first move. I'll apologize, and see if there is anything I can learn from them. They obviously know some pretty cool tricks, and I am genuinely interested in learning them. And I am sorry I was rude, even if it wasn't exactly my fault. So I will apologize, and I will fix this.
And I owe Terryck. I don't know how I'll repay him, but he could have left me - it would have been much safer for him - and he didn't. He literally carried me away from the mech and then tried to heal me and keep me safe. I owe him big time. Much more than I owe that bosh'tet our crew calls a doctor. He opened sixteen contact points on my suit while attempting 'surgery.' Sixteen!!!! And my whole crew was standing nearby to learn. So many germs. I caught what I believe the humans refer to as "the common cold." It is disgusting. My suit has been working overtime to deal with all the phlegm and mucus.
Also I'm bored, which is why I have so much time to waste updating this log. I hate being stuck in the hospital. At least it gives me some time to work on my new Fenris.
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