Think of living and working in an environment where the AI is not only an external system but also an active presence, another voice in your head. It can be quite entertaining…for the AI, in this case, AIMEE, observing her offspring, Amelia Amethys, in her first sparring match, highjacked by Celeste, who uncharacteristically unloaded on the unlucky and inebriated Wayne. Of course, Celeste had a bit of a buzz herself. AIMEE watched like a proud mama bear from a distance as Celeste played her own mama bear role and intervened.
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AI Agression
Wayne, under the influence of dark amber, said, “You realize, of course, there are things you’ll never get to experience as an SAI humanoid.”
“Is that a question?” Amelia challenged. “I will answer it for you even if it is not. I realize I will learn by living and am blessed with a consciousness that will experience many things more important and exceedingly more pleasurable than an 8.3-second burst of your…primitive activities.”
That’s my girl, said AIMEE, encouraging her offspring and drawing a confused look from Marci.
Wayne had never considered that his private experiment with AIMEE’s assistance was…not so private. He confirmed that the sensual aspects of a captured dream could be repurposed by Dreamscape 3.0 and manufactured into a transferrable of discrete code for insertion into another person’s dream. Wayne tested it on himself, and inadvertently, AIMEE, who was already in his mind operating Dreamscape during the test. It only lasted 8.3 seconds, but it confirmed Wayne’s plan to build his covert, or so he thought, dreams-on-demand business. It also gave AIMEE new sensations of organic pleasure that she automatically captured in her Logic Array.
“And you know this how?” Wayne reacted defensively, his dark, amber-driven angst growing even though he knew the cat was already out of the bag.
“Maybe it’s none of your fucking business,” intervened Celeste, swooping in totally out of character, demonstrating the glass of wine in front of her may not have been her first either, and having exceeded her tolerance for Wayne’s noise.
AIMEE spoke privately to Celeste; I had no idea you had such conviction on things like this. You are usually so reserved, but I think you have drawn blood with poor Wayne. Be careful with him.
Celeste replied to AIMEE, If he does not back off of this Amelia person…or whatever she…or it is, I may yet be forced to reveal a darker side of myself reserved for pompous pricks like him.
Book #5 – “Untethered” – Video Trailer – Review
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