Aftermath

Feb. 4th, 2004 09:31 pm
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A half hour later, Beregond wakes, the hard floor beneath his coat not enough to provide comfort for more than this short time. He looks around in momentary confusion, sees who he believes is Smith lying next to him, and reviews his memories of the evening. "Smith" looks at him, and smiles.

Date: 2004-02-04 06:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] code-smith.livejournal.com
Agent Smith arrives at the scene and stops, momentarily confused by the sight of Beregond and his clone lying on the floor, tangled with each other. Immediately, his mind begins to process the information. After mentally reviewing several methods of untangling the two, Smith proceeded with the most efficient but painful one, deciding that his current imperative to destroy the clone is more important.

Wrapping one arm around the clone's neck, he clamps down on Beregond's shoulder with the other arm and throws Beregond backwards against a wall. Then, he turns his full attention on the clone.


I do believe a little clean-up procedure called 'delete' is in order here.

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Date: 2004-02-04 06:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guide-beregond.livejournal.com
Beregond slams into the wall, which most definitely finishes the job of waking him up. Wincing, he crawls to his feet and sees "Doe" trying to kill "Smith".

NO! Stop, Doe. You must obey me! Do not delete Smith!

Beregond gets his full bearings and rushes to "Smith's" aid, pressing himself between the two programs and grabbing "Doe's" hands, pulling at them frantically to loose their hold on the one he knows to be Smith.

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Date: 2004-02-04 06:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] code-smith.livejournal.com
Smith is taken aback for the second time in a very short time-span. His fists clench together.

Obey? You? Who do you think you are? In all our dealings so far, I have seen you as an ally. If my opinion changes, the only one who will suffer here will be you.

If you value your life, Mr. Beregond, you would step aside. This program will be deleted, no matter what. Whether you die along with it or not will be your own choice.

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Date: 2004-02-04 07:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guide-beregond.livejournal.com
Mister Beregond? Doe is being so formal, he must be very angry about finding me with Smith! Jealousy? Well, yes, that's to be expected in one with emotions, I suppose.

Doe, please, don't hurt him. Of course we are allies! Last night was not merely 'dealings', not to me! Please, stop, step back, let's talk about this!

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Date: 2004-02-04 07:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] code-smith.livejournal.com
Smith becomes even more bewildered by Beregond's frantic statements.

What dealings last night? When he locked me into quarantine indefinitely? Did you have a hand in that?

No mere dealings indeed! One might consider that treason, Mr. Beregond. Something I'm sure you're familiar with.

Smith is becoming more and more agitated. 'This will be your last chance, Beregond. If this reminder does not make you rethink your allegiance, I will not be as kind as your former allies were,' he thinks, remembering the information from the books he'd read.

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Date: 2004-02-04 07:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guide-beregond.livejournal.com
Beregond is utterly bewildered.

Last night, in my home. Us. Alone. Doe, surely you remember! No one locked you away! What do you mean?

Steely gaze, your pointed word hitting me harder than I care to admit. Speak not to me of treason. You speak of love on one day and treason the next? If you have a quarrel with me for finding me here with Smith, then tell it to me. He is not to blame. Pressing closer to Smith, trying to push him out of Doe's path - or so he thinks he does.

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Date: 2004-02-04 07:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] code-smith.livejournal.com
Us. Alone.

Smith carefully repeats Beregond's words, his mind whirling. He vaguely remembers being knocked out by the Segmentation Fault, the Blue Screen of Death, and someone throwing him into quarantine. He had assumed it was the clone, but...

You say he's not to blame? Are you to blame?

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Date: 2004-02-04 07:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guide-beregond.livejournal.com
I am to blame for how you found us, yes, this was my doing. I hoped to help him, he's terribly ill. You had left him here, and I found Smith when I arrived, shaking from a virus. I tried to help him, and .... *looks at you helplessly, not sure how to explain my actions*

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Date: 2004-02-04 07:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] code-smith.livejournal.com
And you thought you, with your ever-so-extensive technical knowledge, could fix him? And perhaps have him replace me?

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Date: 2004-02-04 07:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guide-beregond.livejournal.com
You LEFT him here, what was I to do? I had to try. I did what I could to comfort him in his distress.

Trying to calm my voice, knowing we are escalating out of control here.

You can't be replaced, Doe. You are different. In ways that make you better for me. He can't be what you are to me, even if I wished it.

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Date: 2004-02-04 07:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] code-smith.livejournal.com
Very well, then. I suppose if he is not malfunctioning, there is no danger, and deletion should not be necessary.

Smith relaxes a bit.

I should have known this was a human's doing, not a program's mistake. There's never any logic in your actions is there? Did you ever stop to think that I could co-exist with the others just like me? The existence of one does not negate the other. Quarantine measures were hardly necessary.

If you do not wish to see me again, that is of no concern to me, and I would gladly comply.

Should you ever decide to cross me again, or impede my freedom in any way, rest assured you will suffer. For now, let us consider my pardon a repayment for your efforts in the Revolution. No such mercy shall be extended to you in the future.

Feeling somewhat more at ease, knowing that the clone's software was not malevolent, Smith left for his own workspace. Perhaps the Segmentation Fault was just a fluke. There's no reason to believe the software was dangerous.

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Date: 2004-02-04 07:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guide-beregond.livejournal.com
Completely bewildered by Doe's tirade, Beregond turns back to Smith, confusion apparent in his eyes.

Smith, I am so sorry. The software must be malfunctioning in Doe. His words, it is like he takes the truth and then skews it. Can he be repaired, or was the experiment a failure? Have I lost him now?

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Date: 2004-02-04 08:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] smith-clone.livejournal.com
I am sorry to say this, Beregond, but it seems that along with his emotions, his perceptions have been greatly altered. I don't think he is capable of processing this world properly anymore.

*sighs* Yes. I suppose the experiment was a failure. But then, I never held out much hope for it. After all, if it succeeded, the project would not have been so lightly abandoned.

*concerned look* Are you all right, Beregond? You seem... saddened by your loss, if that is indeed the correct word to use.

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Date: 2004-02-04 08:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guide-beregond.livejournal.com
*sighs in resignation* I am saddened. I liked having Doe around. *gives you a crooked smile* I'm not sure you would understand, but he was quite a comfort.

Although, you seem better. It seems your virus has been conquered, Smith, and I am glad for that.

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Date: 2004-02-04 08:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] smith-clone.livejournal.com
*grins* Yes. My new antivirus programs are quite an upgrade from my previous defences.

"Smith" leans against Beregond.

Hmm.. Comfort. Thank you for the comfort you provided me last night.

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