Fun loving kitty cat
"Same here." Arizona said with a chuckle as she stuffed her hands back into her...black hoodie? Hadn't it been a white jacket just a few moments before? "Still. Ah feel like ah at least owe ya some sort of compensation. If nothin' else, then t' help ease th' emotional trauma, at least." She said with a smile.
Suddenly, she snaps her fingers together.
"Got it!" she says, unslinging her bag from off her shoulder and offering it, flap open, to you.
"Ya probably already know this, but this ain't any ordinary bag. It's a pocket dimension that, as far as I can tell, is pretty much limitless. In other words, it can, and it does, hold LOTSA stuff. Firewood, explosives, magic masks, an' anything in between. You name it, I probably have it. Cursed Egyptian gold, a jar of endless cookies, a laser sword... anything. Well, except like...food an' such. Probably ate all that. And an endless jar of peanut butter. Still workin' on getting that one. Anyway. Just stick yer hand inside an' grab anythin' you'd like. Probably won't even notice it's gone. Except fer Yuki. Touch Yuki an' I will hurt you." She said with a growl. "Feel free t' take somethin' too Mambi! Though if ya take that statue'a me I swear..." she cuts herself off as she blushes furiously.
"Anyway. So what'll it be?"
<the cat, having been staring off in thought, snaps back to attention as the coyote offers her bag to him. With a glare, he turns to her and growls slightly>
What's I'd like, is to know how the hell you keep letting dangerous things that are so unstable roaming around my place!!! <he leans close as she backs up a slight bit> When you first got here, you said all the dangerous stuff was in the containment cube. Did you just somehow forget somehow that, oh yeah, there's a deadly artificial intelligence that wants to kill me nearby?? <he shakes his head in exasperation for a moment> Now...should we talk about that, "Cursed Egyptian gold" you have in there? Am I going to have zombie mummies roaming the halls trying to sacrifice my guests next??? AAAUUGGHHH!!! <he walks around a moment to collect himself>
<after a moment, he returns and continues> Look, I'm sorry, I know it was an accident, I'm just worried about Aurora, but really now, you have to warn me of these things, ok? Do you want me to dispose of the AI, or want to keep it as a souvenir? For that matter, @Marius Merganser might want to keep it to taunt it on occasion. Regardless, let's leave it here and go see how Aurora's making out. <he quickly digs a hole in the sand with his hind legs, pushes the box in, and covers it up, sticking a pole in the place to mark the location. Then after taking a second to spit on the spot, his eyes glow and a shimmering rift opens to what seems to be the main dance floor>
<as we pass through the rift, the cat takes a breath and approaches a console, the coyote sitting down on a lounge chair with the duck following closely behind in concern. As the cat accesses the panel and starts reading carefully, several guests slowly come into the room cautiously from various doors, having emerged from their hiding spots carefully examining the area for signs of further trouble. After several tense minutes, the cat takes a deep breath and announces>
Ok, it looks like Aurora was able to avoid most problems...she's still there and seems ok, the read-only templates are solid and stable, her core being is intact and seems right...but...<he trails off sadly and looks up at the duck>...but there definitely is some memory corruption, and there's some sort of worm subroutine running outside her base system interfering with her behaviour. <he gulps hard and looks up sadly, as the coyote listens on with a look of guilt>
I know, that sounds bad, but remember, the new remote transmitter was used, so it's independent storage units might have uncorrupted backups of her memory, and I can try and remove the worm protocol subroutines. <he places his paw on your shoulder> Don't panic, it's not over, this is just step one, you understand? <nods> Ok, I'm going to activate her...she might be different, she might be fine. I don't know for sure, this is the test run, so remember, this is just to ascertain what we're dealing with, ok? Try to prepare yourself...
<at that, the room seems to stop as the cat reaches for the main red button on the console. Taking a breath for luck, he presses the button and a shimmering blue holographic rabbit appears and politely addresses the cat> Greetings and welcome, Mambi. You should be informed that party preparation status is at 92% and should be ready by morning, though scanners show several guests have apparently arrived early. What do you desire?
<the cat goes a little pale under his fur, but with a sigh remembers his own speech to the duck> "Preparations"? <gulps hard> Um, Aurora? I-I should inform you that you were attacked by a corrupt AI several minutes ago, and there is potential damage to your systems, including memory units. Please synchronize your internal clock to the root system clock, run an internal diagnostic at level 3, and report your findings? <she closes her eyes and freezes as the cat sits down nervously shaking. After several seconds, the rabbit's eyes re-open and she continues>
<the projection approaches the cat and places her arm around him, to his slight surprise> Diagnostic and re-synchronization complete. Memory block data damage detected in sub-units beta6574 through delta 27653. Running a quantum scan to attempt to retrieve missing blocks, estimated time to completion unknown. Last known memory was your instructions to alter the lighting in the main dance floor and to request more carrots for the buffet creation. Warning: Core directives intact with 3 additional supplementary requirements according to internal CRC checks. Unable to ascertain root purpose at this time, attempting to isolate for further analysis unsuccessfully. Perhaps you could assist me closer to decipher them Mambi?
<as the cat freezes with the news, open mouthed in surprise and dread, the rabbit looks around casually and approaches Marius. As the cat and coyote see this and both hold our breath in anticipation of what will happen, our collective blood drains as she stands politely, places her hands behind her back, and coldly addresses the duck>
"Greetings and welcome. How may I assist you?"