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"Nope. Not the engineer."
"Yeah, with hands lack that I'm not surprised. ...Do you even have hands?"
I'll let that slide. "They're not as obvious to aliens."
"Uh huh. Who are you, then?"
"I'm actually an infiltrator here to, uh, disable the ship."
"Interesting." She leans forward. "Why?"
"Well, they're not exactly my friends."
She walks over to me. "You wouldn't happen to know anything about the other ships nearby, would you?"
"One of them's mine. Kind of why I'm here."
"Interesting. Probably not the machine ship. Your implants are crude and unrefined. So the other vessel. Damaged. Yes, damaged. Of course. Your story checks out. How were you planning to disable this ship?"
I feel kind of uncomfortable with how rapidly I'm being grilled here. "Uh, do some damage to the engines, sabotage systems, just anything to buy us time to get out of here."
She nods. "Fast way to make yourself enemies, isn't it."
"Whuh?"
"The crew want this ship intact. The machines want this ship intact. We want those records intact, and the ship being intact is a nice way of ensuring that the records aren't lost due to any undesired accidents."
"Don't you guys want to pull this ship to bits?"
"Maybe later." She taps at her beak. "The composite's been destroyed. That was part of the plan, but what destroyed it was not. Does your weapon work against rapidly reconfigurable smart matter robots?"
"...I, uh, I uh, we haven't exactly been able to test it against machines, so, uh, I don't think it would, but..."
"Well I'm unarmed. I wasn't lying, you know. Kind of makes that robot a little bit of a problem."
I weigh up giving this unknown factor more information. I decide it really can't hurt the mission any more, what with it currently lying on the floor bleeding everywhere. "There's a safer path." I pull out my map and show it to her. "We go to engine room A, duck into the hangar, quickly and quietly leap from there through cargo into this big corridor looking thing, and records are at the far end. We can duck into these rooms if we need to."
We move into engine room A.
"So what are you anyway?"
"Salazzarine. Name's--" I consider a fake name, and chide myself for thinking it even matters at this point. "--Raizi."
"That's new. You're new to us. That's beautiful. We didn't expect that."
"What are you anyway? Any relation to that white bird thing?"
"Kiter neburi. My name is Feint. The white thing is, or, well, was a composite. Empty brain with a few unoccupied hive members steering it. Entirely disposable. No risk to anyone that actually matters."
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