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"i owe dartline a lot more than i thought, monica," 73-6 says. "and even if i can't trust him too much he's too useful to ignore."
"Too right," DA says.
"and monica is my oldest and first friend, dartline," 73-6 says. "and basically the one person who gave a shit about me the first few years of my life."
"Awwww Sev." Monica looks genuinely touched.
"so both of you need to simmer." 73-6 takes a seat. "while we find our solution."
"I like your idea," Monica says. "We can find a way to spoof the orders to the drones, at least, and I'd feel a lot better about facing 38-3 early and on our own turf."
"can we just convert the drones? with the moldy machine?"
She shakes her head. "Maybe one. But it takes almost a full day to bake someone. Even more if they're as fragmented and fucked up as a drone."
"how many drones we got?"
"Eight," Monica says. "Faking orders is risky, and it might not work past the first few minutes of the engagement, but that could be all we need. I can order the more human agents out for some excuse when 38-3 shows up. They'd love to not be around him."
"No good," Dartline says. "Your supposition is that you'll have the advantage here but if your assassin is as good as you seem to think he has a plan already in place, and an ambush relies on the element of surprise. He will be 100% expecting one upon his arrival, and he'll have you trapped. Thinking you can turn him or turn the drones also stakes its bet on Sosa not monitoring the situation personally, and he most certainly will be. You can hack him out, but he'll understand what's going on the moment you do, and he'll sure as hell have a way to check and stop 38-4 by the time you reconstitute him. And he'll know about the extent of your hacking skills. So we blow our aces. You don't gain the informational advantage by staying put, 73-6. You lose it. Best bet is to vacate now while you still can, retreat to somewhere undisclosed, and keep them on the backfoot until we have a more surgical way of dealing with them. Playing your cards now is stupidity. Save them for the man himself, not his muscle."
"We'll have gotten rid of 38-3, though," Monica protests. "And if we turn him now he's useful. Putting some paranoia in Sosa would help us."
"If you manage it," Dartline says.
"We have Sev's hacking," Monica says.
"Automated turrets and defenses will only get you so far against a master infiltrator and assassin with a detailed floorplan of your entire outpost," Dartline says. "You don't have the time or the ability to secure it."
"We do so," Monica says. "We know it as well as him if not better."
"And I'm not confident you'll be able to pull off the trick of turning the drones," Dartline says. "And if they don't turn you're all screwed."
"I can control them."
"Like you controlled your field agents?" Dartline holsters his gun and puts his hands on his hips. "Like I said. Not confident."
"And you expect me to be confident following your advice?"
"Temper, Monica."
"Fuck you, Dartline Alchemist."
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