- Joined
- Nov 10, 2008
- Messages
- 16,472
- Reputation score
- 430
Re: The Battle for Vega IV
Ariok managed the communications through the squads silently, the AIs massive processor power barely even scratched by the comparatively mundane task. They seemed to be managing themselves well enough without his input, and he had a better mind for ship to ship combat than for fights on the ground anyway. When he got the message to order a return to the ship to plan a retreat, Ariok calmly intoned into his hosts mind; "I'll be off, admirals orders. Good luck!"
Ariok filtered back into the Zaftras system, and even before his holographic image had fully materialized he said; "You called?" Even as he said it, however, the AI was going over the data from the ships scanners. "That's not good. Processing." His voice was completely mechanical at this point, as he combed through all of the available options. They had to get everyone off of the planet, immediately, and retreat from the system. As such, the AI scrambled for several moments, searching through all of the options available. Within a couple of seconds, he'd have sent the admirals a plan, sending the dropships to the places that would allow them to pick up the maximum number of soldiers with minimal risk. Even as it went out, he started searching for some alternative. Even if everything went according to plan, many lives would be lost.
Ariok managed the communications through the squads silently, the AIs massive processor power barely even scratched by the comparatively mundane task. They seemed to be managing themselves well enough without his input, and he had a better mind for ship to ship combat than for fights on the ground anyway. When he got the message to order a return to the ship to plan a retreat, Ariok calmly intoned into his hosts mind; "I'll be off, admirals orders. Good luck!"
Ariok filtered back into the Zaftras system, and even before his holographic image had fully materialized he said; "You called?" Even as he said it, however, the AI was going over the data from the ships scanners. "That's not good. Processing." His voice was completely mechanical at this point, as he combed through all of the available options. They had to get everyone off of the planet, immediately, and retreat from the system. As such, the AI scrambled for several moments, searching through all of the options available. Within a couple of seconds, he'd have sent the admirals a plan, sending the dropships to the places that would allow them to pick up the maximum number of soldiers with minimal risk. Even as it went out, he started searching for some alternative. Even if everything went according to plan, many lives would be lost.