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Join date : 2020-04-25
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Location : Niflheim
032 - Week 3 Day 5: Problematic Computations
Mon Dec 28, 2020 12:51 pm
When Corporal Reumen requested a private word with Apprentice Rahn, Navi had stood shot upright and gradually scurried its way toward the exit. A soft insert of the probe into the slot nearest the floor then the door hissed open. The little droid kept close to the wall on route to the main computer system. It held one goal in mind: protect Xid. First it had to consider where to locate and how to eliminate the threat undetected.
If Kintik had had a distinct neck and head, he would have shaken the latter. Instead, he chirped a query to the other droid, asking it what exactly it planned. He had calculated an 82.43% probability of what the droid was planning and estimated no more than an 8.71% chance of success. That chance of success hinged upon a number of factors being more favorable than was probable.
Navi just clicked in a dismissive way. Its legs continued to move down the hallway length and toward the command room. The doors hissed in time for the small droid to slip in when the last shift exited. With practice skills, it managed to scale onto the console and insert its probe. Images popped up of multiple locations.
As calculated, Kintik observed the other droid dismissing the query. That confirmed the hypothesis that it was not up to anything wise. Therefore, Kintik followed. After opening the door and entering the command room, Kintik let out another series of chirps and beeps, indicating that Navi should halt the current process if success was the desired goal. The current process would not lead to any form of success.
Navi didn’t move or acknowledge the droid’s communication attempts. It hyper focused on its mission as it worked to locate the holovids.
Kintik casually rolled over to the primary data port, connecting to the system core. It took 2.78 seconds to identify the security measures and 0.88 seconds to determine that Navi had already triggered three alerts. With the sort of annoyance only a droid could feel, Kintik deactivated these alerts.
Upon indicating Kintik accessing the system, Navi gave an irritated click followed by a gruff beep. A simple, begrudging thank you for its assistance.
Chirping irritatedly, Kintik notified the other droid that proceeding would trigger further alerts that would not be disabled before being noticed.
A few clicks from Navi asked if Kintik’s proctol could focus on the alerts while it searched for data.
Kintik replied immediately that the act of searching would trigger the alarms and that they could not be disabled. He also queried what exactly Navi was searching for.
Navi rattled his frustration with its whole body. With a hasty whistle, it mentioned the redhead prisoner that upset Xid and requested her location.
It took Kintik no more than 4.17 seconds to process the reply and connect it to his master’s actions earlier on. Immediately after, he answered the other droid, informing it that the prisoner in question was inaccessible and that detailed information concerning it was not in the system.
The small droid uttered a colorful vocabulary of whistles, clicks, and beeps that even Kintik hadn’t heard before.
Letting out a chastising whistle, Kintik made it clear that such comparisons were unnecessary. A quick calculation made him conclude that his master would not feel that the information concerning the discussion between her and Apprentice Caxal should be kept from Navi, even if it should, for now, be kept from Xid. A quick series of whistles, bleeps and chirps later and he had informed Navi that Xid and the prisoner would be kept apart for now.
Navi ejected from the port then prepared to scurry down. It paused upon registering the information from Kintik, its body stalled in place to process it. Another rattle followed by a collection of beeps and clicks indicated that wouldn’t work. Jaslyn had to be removed completely.
Bypassing the security systems, Kintik accessed the structural plans for this location. As he did this, he turned to once more scan Navi, comparing the dimensions of the droid and the ventilation ducts. While some ducts appeared to be small enough, design specifications indicated that they were all sealed up to prevent rodent problems. This also prevented droids like Navi from utilizing them. Kintik had immediately discarded the idea of doors for this task. He relayed this information to Navi.
Navi darted off the console, its legs moved quickly. An aggressive buzz slipped from its processor toward the younger droid. It wanted to locate her and protect its creator. Even if it had to walk up to her cell directly.
Detecting the other droid’s agitation, Kintik sent another query, requesting information on what the agitation concerned.
A click tried to brush off the inquiry.
Acting like his practical self, Kintik offered to reactivate the disabled alarms if Navi did not cease obscuring facts.
With a series of long and short sounds, it began to explain the small history Xid and Jaslyn held. Including using the droid itself to keep in contact and affection toward the redhead. Among the group was another individual, Takryn. When it spoke of the Zabrak, it held an indifferent view of the padawan. At the end of the story, it indicated that if either of them knew the other was on base… they would contact each other. It was impossible to avoid.
With each new piece of information Kintik began processing, building an image of the situation. It did not take long to form a similar opinion of the outcome. His master’s apprentice had a way of getting into the wrong circumstances. Therefore, elimination was not ill-advised. However, a complete success in that task would require an external distraction. Anything less would lead to discovery and undesired consequences.
Navi—noted the understanding from the silence—grew impatient. It clicked then beeped again, its legs drifted toward the exit.
Kintik replied that termination would not be possible at the present due to the target being inaccessible and the chance of discovery being 99.12% without an unrelated and unaffiliated distraction. Instead, Kintik recommended waiting for an opportunity to arise and to assist in keeping the two distracted and apart.
A click echoed from Navi. The longer they delayed, the higher the percentage of their encounter happened. It didn’t want to wait until it was too late and would figure it out when it got there. The doors immediately snapped just inches from Navi. Another rattle shook through its body as the droid turned about to glare at Kintik.
A warbled bleep from Kintik informed Navi that proceeding at the present would within all calculations cause problems for their masters and could therefore not be permitted. Had this been on a ship of imperial make, options would have been higher in quantity.
Navi didn’t want to cooperate. It wanted out and to finish its single mission. With a determination in its sensors, the smaller droid considered something. It moved toward Kintik.
It was a simple calculation for Kintik to determine what Navi was likely about to attempt. It was just as simple a calculation to determine that it was doomed to fail. He did not see the point in informing Navi of the inevitable failure. Instead, he simply left the door locked for now, disconnected from the system and activated the grounding on his casing. Nothing else would be needed at this stage.
With a quick vector change, Navi shifted to the larger droid’s left side then darted for the console.
Kintik casually positioned himself in Navi’s way, blocking the console.
Navi clicked in protest. Its legs curled then jumped back, narrowly avoided a smack into its shell. Nothing damaging, but it prefered not to hear his master’s chidding.
Warbling firmly, Kintik once again informed Navi of the pointlessness of this chain of actions and suggested that less impulsive actions would be more effective. He did not put any real effort into physically restraining the other droid.
Click, beep, and buzz came out of Navi’s speakers at Kintik. It wanted the door open and now, the droid’s logical and tactic mind unfraying quickly. Unfortunately, Xid had not installed anything more useful than a blaster mod. Something that practically bounded off the larger droid’s outer shell and did nothing. It became clear both creation and master shared a few qualities in common. A natural thing when it came to droids.
Another series of sounds poured out asking what it should do.
Kintik refused to be bowed by any pointless demands. Instead, he transmitted a recommendation to initiate surveillance of the compound to better determine a situation where the potential problem could be eliminated.
Navi grumbled in its droid like way. It beeped that it didn’t think this would be enough. Even in the Temple, Xid and Jaslyn had managed to defy probability numerous times. A fact that continued to unsettle the smaller droid the more it lingered on it. However, the conflict with Kintik got it nowhere. A small plot sparked in its core programming.
It clicked in submission to Kintik’s point then turned about to indicate the doors. Once open, it intended to bolt out and seek out Jaslyn.
In response, Kintik simply stared at Navi, not fooled even for a second.
Navi wondered why Kintik stalled. Its small body twisted about to face him, a few short and long beeps of question.
Kintik replied with a simple bleep.
A blank stare, if you could call it that, remained on Navi’s receptors. They flickered in feint confusion as it clicked some more, unsure what Kintik was on about. Naturally it pointed out the other droid had only been activated for two cycles compared to Navi’s eleven.
There was no motion involved in Kintik’s reply. He simply warbled that Navi was exceedingly predictable.
Before Navi could argue, the doors hissed open. The sound of two boots entered and a familiar shadow fell over the small droid.
“Navi, what are you doing in here?” Xid asked.
His eyes shifted from one droid to another for hints of their mischief. Navi skirted the answer with a small bleep as it walked over to its master, his figure lowered closer to the ground.
Kintik warbled something about keeping Navi out of trouble without specifying unnecessary details.
Xid raised his right eyebrow, his arms lowered to scoop an irritated Navi up. He straightened upright before gesturing for Kintik to follow him out into the hallway.
“I appreciate that, Kintik. I’m going to wander out here for a bit longer and I’m sure Lea could use your help.” While the dismissal from Lea hurt, he didn’t like the idea of her left alone and without additional protection. She wasn’t helpless, but it eased his worry.
Rolling towards the door, Kintik bleeped out a final message, warning Xid that Navi was planning something that would only cause trouble for him.
Navi another rain of curses steamed out of its speakers.
“Navi! Where do you learn this stuff?” Xid reprimanded as he began to walk away from the command room.
If Kintik had had a distinct neck and head, he would have shaken the latter. Instead, he chirped a query to the other droid, asking it what exactly it planned. He had calculated an 82.43% probability of what the droid was planning and estimated no more than an 8.71% chance of success. That chance of success hinged upon a number of factors being more favorable than was probable.
Navi just clicked in a dismissive way. Its legs continued to move down the hallway length and toward the command room. The doors hissed in time for the small droid to slip in when the last shift exited. With practice skills, it managed to scale onto the console and insert its probe. Images popped up of multiple locations.
As calculated, Kintik observed the other droid dismissing the query. That confirmed the hypothesis that it was not up to anything wise. Therefore, Kintik followed. After opening the door and entering the command room, Kintik let out another series of chirps and beeps, indicating that Navi should halt the current process if success was the desired goal. The current process would not lead to any form of success.
Navi didn’t move or acknowledge the droid’s communication attempts. It hyper focused on its mission as it worked to locate the holovids.
Kintik casually rolled over to the primary data port, connecting to the system core. It took 2.78 seconds to identify the security measures and 0.88 seconds to determine that Navi had already triggered three alerts. With the sort of annoyance only a droid could feel, Kintik deactivated these alerts.
Upon indicating Kintik accessing the system, Navi gave an irritated click followed by a gruff beep. A simple, begrudging thank you for its assistance.
Chirping irritatedly, Kintik notified the other droid that proceeding would trigger further alerts that would not be disabled before being noticed.
A few clicks from Navi asked if Kintik’s proctol could focus on the alerts while it searched for data.
Kintik replied immediately that the act of searching would trigger the alarms and that they could not be disabled. He also queried what exactly Navi was searching for.
Navi rattled his frustration with its whole body. With a hasty whistle, it mentioned the redhead prisoner that upset Xid and requested her location.
It took Kintik no more than 4.17 seconds to process the reply and connect it to his master’s actions earlier on. Immediately after, he answered the other droid, informing it that the prisoner in question was inaccessible and that detailed information concerning it was not in the system.
The small droid uttered a colorful vocabulary of whistles, clicks, and beeps that even Kintik hadn’t heard before.
Letting out a chastising whistle, Kintik made it clear that such comparisons were unnecessary. A quick calculation made him conclude that his master would not feel that the information concerning the discussion between her and Apprentice Caxal should be kept from Navi, even if it should, for now, be kept from Xid. A quick series of whistles, bleeps and chirps later and he had informed Navi that Xid and the prisoner would be kept apart for now.
Navi ejected from the port then prepared to scurry down. It paused upon registering the information from Kintik, its body stalled in place to process it. Another rattle followed by a collection of beeps and clicks indicated that wouldn’t work. Jaslyn had to be removed completely.
Bypassing the security systems, Kintik accessed the structural plans for this location. As he did this, he turned to once more scan Navi, comparing the dimensions of the droid and the ventilation ducts. While some ducts appeared to be small enough, design specifications indicated that they were all sealed up to prevent rodent problems. This also prevented droids like Navi from utilizing them. Kintik had immediately discarded the idea of doors for this task. He relayed this information to Navi.
Navi darted off the console, its legs moved quickly. An aggressive buzz slipped from its processor toward the younger droid. It wanted to locate her and protect its creator. Even if it had to walk up to her cell directly.
Detecting the other droid’s agitation, Kintik sent another query, requesting information on what the agitation concerned.
A click tried to brush off the inquiry.
Acting like his practical self, Kintik offered to reactivate the disabled alarms if Navi did not cease obscuring facts.
With a series of long and short sounds, it began to explain the small history Xid and Jaslyn held. Including using the droid itself to keep in contact and affection toward the redhead. Among the group was another individual, Takryn. When it spoke of the Zabrak, it held an indifferent view of the padawan. At the end of the story, it indicated that if either of them knew the other was on base… they would contact each other. It was impossible to avoid.
With each new piece of information Kintik began processing, building an image of the situation. It did not take long to form a similar opinion of the outcome. His master’s apprentice had a way of getting into the wrong circumstances. Therefore, elimination was not ill-advised. However, a complete success in that task would require an external distraction. Anything less would lead to discovery and undesired consequences.
Navi—noted the understanding from the silence—grew impatient. It clicked then beeped again, its legs drifted toward the exit.
Kintik replied that termination would not be possible at the present due to the target being inaccessible and the chance of discovery being 99.12% without an unrelated and unaffiliated distraction. Instead, Kintik recommended waiting for an opportunity to arise and to assist in keeping the two distracted and apart.
A click echoed from Navi. The longer they delayed, the higher the percentage of their encounter happened. It didn’t want to wait until it was too late and would figure it out when it got there. The doors immediately snapped just inches from Navi. Another rattle shook through its body as the droid turned about to glare at Kintik.
A warbled bleep from Kintik informed Navi that proceeding at the present would within all calculations cause problems for their masters and could therefore not be permitted. Had this been on a ship of imperial make, options would have been higher in quantity.
Navi didn’t want to cooperate. It wanted out and to finish its single mission. With a determination in its sensors, the smaller droid considered something. It moved toward Kintik.
It was a simple calculation for Kintik to determine what Navi was likely about to attempt. It was just as simple a calculation to determine that it was doomed to fail. He did not see the point in informing Navi of the inevitable failure. Instead, he simply left the door locked for now, disconnected from the system and activated the grounding on his casing. Nothing else would be needed at this stage.
With a quick vector change, Navi shifted to the larger droid’s left side then darted for the console.
Kintik casually positioned himself in Navi’s way, blocking the console.
Navi clicked in protest. Its legs curled then jumped back, narrowly avoided a smack into its shell. Nothing damaging, but it prefered not to hear his master’s chidding.
Warbling firmly, Kintik once again informed Navi of the pointlessness of this chain of actions and suggested that less impulsive actions would be more effective. He did not put any real effort into physically restraining the other droid.
Click, beep, and buzz came out of Navi’s speakers at Kintik. It wanted the door open and now, the droid’s logical and tactic mind unfraying quickly. Unfortunately, Xid had not installed anything more useful than a blaster mod. Something that practically bounded off the larger droid’s outer shell and did nothing. It became clear both creation and master shared a few qualities in common. A natural thing when it came to droids.
Another series of sounds poured out asking what it should do.
Kintik refused to be bowed by any pointless demands. Instead, he transmitted a recommendation to initiate surveillance of the compound to better determine a situation where the potential problem could be eliminated.
Navi grumbled in its droid like way. It beeped that it didn’t think this would be enough. Even in the Temple, Xid and Jaslyn had managed to defy probability numerous times. A fact that continued to unsettle the smaller droid the more it lingered on it. However, the conflict with Kintik got it nowhere. A small plot sparked in its core programming.
It clicked in submission to Kintik’s point then turned about to indicate the doors. Once open, it intended to bolt out and seek out Jaslyn.
In response, Kintik simply stared at Navi, not fooled even for a second.
Navi wondered why Kintik stalled. Its small body twisted about to face him, a few short and long beeps of question.
Kintik replied with a simple bleep.
A blank stare, if you could call it that, remained on Navi’s receptors. They flickered in feint confusion as it clicked some more, unsure what Kintik was on about. Naturally it pointed out the other droid had only been activated for two cycles compared to Navi’s eleven.
There was no motion involved in Kintik’s reply. He simply warbled that Navi was exceedingly predictable.
Before Navi could argue, the doors hissed open. The sound of two boots entered and a familiar shadow fell over the small droid.
“Navi, what are you doing in here?” Xid asked.
His eyes shifted from one droid to another for hints of their mischief. Navi skirted the answer with a small bleep as it walked over to its master, his figure lowered closer to the ground.
Kintik warbled something about keeping Navi out of trouble without specifying unnecessary details.
Xid raised his right eyebrow, his arms lowered to scoop an irritated Navi up. He straightened upright before gesturing for Kintik to follow him out into the hallway.
“I appreciate that, Kintik. I’m going to wander out here for a bit longer and I’m sure Lea could use your help.” While the dismissal from Lea hurt, he didn’t like the idea of her left alone and without additional protection. She wasn’t helpless, but it eased his worry.
Rolling towards the door, Kintik bleeped out a final message, warning Xid that Navi was planning something that would only cause trouble for him.
Navi another rain of curses steamed out of its speakers.
“Navi! Where do you learn this stuff?” Xid reprimanded as he began to walk away from the command room.
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