Arrival [Closed, Kass]

[Queen Akassa Hattori]

M1Y1’s assessment of Brandon Potter was spot on. Akassa rarely misjudged when it came to trusting others, but she had been wrong in trying to integrate the human in her arsenal. While possessing adequate power, his lack of control and the company he kept had been his downfall. Had she known what he would introduce to her systems she would have never invited him back to the palace. The thought of her making such a mistake almost mad her snort audibly, the Saiyan catching herself at the last moment to control her expression. At least she had gained knowledge about his odd techniques and potentially the afterlife before he had gone. Perhaps it wasn’t all a waste of her time and a threat to her own AI.

What the Queen wasn’t aware was that a problem still remained a vulnerability that had been created by his foul AI’s injection into her systems. Aeva had sent out a pulse to an unknown receiver, the coding still not decoded by Resolute. In time she would learn where it came from and as she had promised Brandon, should any harm befall her people she would hunt him down and make him pay. That was for later, the vulnerability that M1Y1 mentioned now was more pressing. At the mention of a possible leak or backdoor into her data banks, those that contained military information and the like, her eyebrow does lift. Part of her wished she had taught him a lesson right then and there, letting him return to the afterlife he had so recently visited.

When the girl offered to fix the problem Akassa was again skeptical. Fixing such an issue would presumably require access to said files and systems. Did she really want to risk another getting their hands on that type of information? It was sensitive in a multiple respect, but nothing was ultimately ground breaking or reputation destroying. If M1Y1 could be trusted, a creature of her caliber and construction definitely had its uses. Any data that may be distributed would do little more than reveal minor secrets, the true power behind Akassa’s throne being Akassa herself. Might makes right as her brother loved to say. Should the girl betray her all she had do was eliminate the problem at its source then run possible damage control. Hopefully this would not be the second mistake the Queen had made this week.

”Very well. You have permission to fix it, but do not compromise the integrity of my systems…you have seen what happens to those who cross me.” Was the first no friendly thing the Queen had really said since the beginning of their meeting. It was not meant to be an outright threat, just a statement of fact. Any that crossed her would be treated with the same brutality, Brandon having been lucky enough that it was not his hand that had infected her computers. When M1Y1 speaks up again Akassa pauses, eyes shifting to the poor quality video of…herself.

Eyes narrowing she only watches it a moment before glaring at the female. ”Where did that come from?” Anger crept into the half-saiyan’s voice now. It was not out of fear that her tone changed, but because she could not believe someone had managed such a thing. To have the audacity to record her in secret was something as punishable as treason in her mind for she saw no intentions behind such an act as anything but devious. M1Y1 was walking a thin line at the moment, for it was not wise to displease Akassa Hattori.

[Maya]

M1Y1's mind could interpret the mistrust which Akassa held towards others after her altercation with human, trust was hard to build up to a level where one felt comfort around those they stood with; trust was swift to collapse under disdain and lies, back stabbing was the master in this nature, finding spots which were supple, easy prey, it tore into the flesh as the structure collapsed. The queen was hurt... in a way of speaking, her trust was thin, thinner than the first ices of winter across a lake top, M1Y1 understood this as a fact. There were no lines that were to dare be crossed, if the woman spoke the truth of her people and herself then M1Y1 knew danger but was but a strand of hair away. M1Y1's programs told it well of its combative skills yet it took a grasp on where it stood against the woman, in a fight it would seem that M1Y1 would not last long. M1Y1's own abilities had barley come to use since its body first came into its control, it knew well of what it could do yet there had only been one case in which it had ever came into a situation which required force of any means. It was a synthetic being, and yet a organic life form but M1Y1 knew all to well of when to act though how was still something which it was learning.

The pause between spoke words grew in width, M1Y1 had spoken all that seemed of greater importance at the moment, many things still needed to be worked out, spoken of, but if the queen still held regrets, skepticism, there was few else which M1Y1 could offer. It had offered a sign of trust, information which could severely hurt the Saiyan empire if the wrong hands fell upon it, back doors where often over looked, old data left undefended was a festering sore which infections could spread till the system was taken over by another at which point there was only one option... annihilation; always a waste to see such massive amounts of data to be lost but in order to save the body sometimes a arm would be severed... M1Y1 wondered if the same thing had happened to the queen; there was a story behind her mysterious arm... after all Saiyan's weren't normally born without a arm... right? All in all, questions from M1Y1's side would be put on the shelf till another time arose, there were pressing matters that called its attention as the queen spoke once more her response... was hopeful... well somewhat.

Honestly the choice could have taken either path, rejection or acceptation, it seemed as though luck would take M1Y1's side as of this day; that is everything went according to plan, there were still many unknowns as to what exactly caused the breach; either the human had melted around in this knowing nothing of what he was doing or the breach had been but a crack before the human's clumsy hands shuffled about. Things would become clear soon enough when M1Y1 went to work, even with the... lack of or threats in general from the queen M1Y1 shook its head slowly in acknowledgment, M1Y1 was well informed of its place, it would not stray from the deal that had been crafted... there were doubts though. Hacking was something that came just as easily as walking to others, a task with such ease as reaching into a cookie jar for a snack, but instead of a jar it was data banks will with information, but the movement was little different. The issue M1Y1 was faced with was the unknowns of the uncorrupted data, even with the chance of striking gold there always loomed a cave in, so to speak, massive power outages, even parts of the city shutting down; a battle was going to be unleashed into the cyber world, and M1Y1's knowledge of Saiyan systems was minimal at this point, though similar to human systems it had taken notice of different coding in places than back on Earth. Once the strikes of the enemy were clear then the tide of battle was in M1Y1's hands, the hard part would be getting there. Even before that it appeared as though Akassa was not yet finished with their talk.

M1Y1's words took Akassa by shock, her expression changed in a flash of anger, its words had not pleased her but then again M1Y1 had not expected them to. The matter was a dangerous one if spies were about, learning as much as they could from the woman and her inner workings. While M1Y1 did think the matter did need to be addressed whenever possible time was of the essence as bigger threats loomed over Akassa empire.

Local...
Webbing's....

M1Y1 spoke referring to the stings of webs which connected and ensnared the worlds around them; it had been of local origin yet M1Y1 had not the hard connect or operation means at the moment to stretch its search any further than it could at the moment; its mind was flurry in the webs picking and choosing information while M1Y1 could handle many tasks at once it did have a limit like any machine.

DATA SOURCE UNTRACEABLE AT THE MOMENT

M1Y1 spoke, her voice similar to that when it had first addressed itself, a metallic tone with a hard icy edge to it; a prerecord message it appeared to be. Unhinged at the its jaw it slowly snapped back into place as M1Y1 appeared returned to its normal state of control; knowing all to well that the lack of any trace would most certainly anger the queen M1Y1 shook its head side to side.

Other matters to attend to...
Will... assess later....

The words came from M1Y1's mouth, its tone shifting slightly as it became clear it was straining to get the words out in a manner which wouldn't play riddles with Akassa's mind.

M1Y1...
Fix...

Just as quickly as the forced words came forth they vanished, their will power pushed back down under a system of codes and data, try as it might it was but a machine after all, limits were a point which it could not pass for long without damages. Shaking the strain off with a shake of its head M1Y1 pointed off in the direction which the corruption was set at, though it had no map of the city yet it amused it was the housing with the queen stayed at.

Lets....

[Queen Akassa Hattori]

Akassa temper was often something that had gotten her into trouble in the past. The Saiyan blood that coursed through her veins led to a naturally aggressive streak which all who dealt with the Saiyan people were familiar with. That aggression was perhaps even more dangerous considering the strong bloodline she possessed, the Hattori lineage the first and foremost in Saiyan culture. Their line having been the first successful recreations of their people, they had held the right to rule across the ages. Sure others were allowed to challenge, but history had shown that the royal bloodline was no empty claim. For the better part of their history a Hattori had been the strongest Saiyan or half-saiyan alive, that true at this very moment. Any were allowed to challenge the family's position in their culture yet few had and none had succeeded.

As for her own sometimes short temper the Queen had been learning to retrain it much more now that she represented the Saiyan people and New Vegeta. Tsuyo had been the same way, was the mantle of leadership a secret to this better control or was it something deeper? Maybe being the strongest and maitrach of her race had reigned in her emotional issues or perhaps it was the voice of General Toa often urging her to remain calm. Regardless of the true source, Akassa was much more in control than in the recent past, what anger she had left stuffed deep within. That was not to say she was incapable of such reactions, but outbursts were far less likely than when she had been a mere princess. One way to pull out that store anger though was to level a possible threat at her people. M1Y1 had only been the messenger in this case so the Queen's change in mood was directed at her, only at what she had revealed.

A possible threat to her system and the fact she had been watched were enough to irk the female, thought the former was out of her immediate control in terms of resolving. M1Y1 promised to assess and fix the damage that had been done, that was the first step. Then, it time, that video feed could be tracked down. Ultimately the footage would increase the palaces security so that such a thing would not happen again. Akassa knew her soldiers and her staff, something Toa put even more time into monitoring, so any suspicious figure would not make it far. The real question was what had been the goal of such and recording? It's content was of nothing really, the quality making it almost unwatchable. If Brandon Potter had anything to do with this he would be receiving a visit sooner rather than later.

The females final comment had a snort coming from the Queen. Either M1Y1 was bold or simply didn't have your average grasp on etiquette. When talking with royalty one normally didn't decide when to move on unless that individual was royalty themselves. Judging by what she knew of the girl so far, mainly her strange speech pattern, Akassa assumed it the latter. With a nod she motions towards the general direction of the royal compound, the direction she had come from on her arrival. "Follow me." Was the short response before Akassa takes to the air.

If for some reason the girl lacked the ability to take to the air Akassa would adapt, but otherwise she would lead on. Rising above the spaceport the Queen ascends back into her Super Saiyan state, a golden tail of energy trailing out behind her. Limiting her speed so that she does not lose the party in tow, the pair would get bird's-eye view of New Vegeta. Beneath them the many streets and buildings that made up the various districts of the city were coming along in their repair. Several sections were still in the process of rubble removal, but most were rebuilding. Only a short time had passed since the Universal Church of One's attack, yet the city recovered. That was in no small part thanks to Ezekiel. His unique abilities had greatly aided the rebuilding of their home.

Before long they grew close to the impressive collection of structures that was the new royal palace. The first thing to be fully rebuilt, it dwarfed what had once been, the remodeled compound a statement about the new age the Saiyan race had entered. The compound itself was all inclusive, housing various living quarters, multiple barracks, the royal chambers, meeting halls, the means to support them all and even a massive training ground. Specially designed to contain the massive amounts of energy it's owner could expand, the training facility was one of the most impressive in the known universe. That area is where M1Y1 was being led, towards the counsel Aeva had used and subsequently jeopardized. That is where her work would begin.

Angling downward as they drew near the Queen directs their path to her simulator, the very machine that she had been filmed near days before. Touching down with her aura winking out, black locks tumble back down around her shoulders. Stretching some, the slight tension in her muscles thanks to her lack of sleep beginning to grow bothersome, she strolls towards the device.

"This is the terminal she used to access the system. Fix this backdoor you mentioned and then we can talk further about our deal. I am confident we can come to an agreement, but this takes priority. Also, consider it a test of your capabilities." Akassa sending a small smile the girls way. The flight back had allowed her to cool down some, letting her think the situation over. M1Y1 had offered to help so Akassa should let her. Not everyone was against her or as foolish as Brandon, the Queen had to give others a chance.

[Maya]

M1Y1 let the queen compile her thoughts, after what had been revealed it wouldn't come as anything shocking to see what it was that went through her mind. Privacy alone was one matter here; eyes watched from all directions, though what was the purpose of seeking out Akassa in such a mannerism. The chamber itself looked well kept, tightly locked away from the outside world; M1Y1 knew nothing of the gravity that the room itself held but whoever or whatever it was must have held greater strength than a normal person to take such records in higher than normal gravity; rivaling that of at least the two that had been in the room; The queen and the human, as far as M1Y1 assumed Akassa's abilities were beyond that of it at its current state, whoever it was that bore into the defenses of the empire was well versed in espionage, and their strength was something that could brew fear within the populous if word was ever leaked. As for the moment while Akassa boiled with anger she did agree the more important of the two matters was the leak in the Saiyan systems, with such a back door information could have already been taken if it wasn't currently already. The breech had taken only seconds for M1Y1 to find though it had only come to her attention once its mind found the servers of the main data cores, M1Y1 stumbled upon it by accident but the crack appeared to have been open for a sizable time gap before M1Y1 had arrived on the world.

The sudden exhale of air from the queen's nostrils took M1Y1 by surprise, the emotional expression was one which it had not yet come across, that being so it was unsure what exactly it meant. It did not seem to come from her inner rage, though her face still did display a great deal of anger to it... emotions were a pain, a simple gesture of ones cheeks could mean twenty different things yet it only meant one thing during certain events; M1Y1 shook its head slowly finding good graces in not having any of the pointless expressions, they required much work to explore into the meanings of each.

A quick remark set off their trip into the air; usually hidden within the binding of M1Y1's legs a shimmering glow would conjurer around its heels as M1Y1 gently lifted from the ground as if it was made of air. Within moments M1Y1's body had taken off away from the ground pairing with the height that Akassa had reached; the path was easy enough to follow yet M1Y1 let the queen take the lead, this was her world, her people, if separation were to happen others might not be as welcoming to M1Y1's presence as Akassa was.

With a blast of light the golden aura enveloped Akassa once again triggering many questions in M1Y1's mind, what exactly was the woman under going when this state of change occurred, was it simply a physical mask or was there a deeper change which M1Y1 did not yet understand. The list of tasks seemed to grow exponentially the longer its presence was on the lunar surface, while before its only mission had been to come here and absorb every vital detail it could it found itself in a pile of work that began to cover the skies themselves. Fix the breech, track those responsible for spying on the palace, and now unlocking the mystery behind the queen's transformation. To a normal being the duties would seem overwhelming but M1Y1 held strong knowing each assignment would gain it deeper insight of the universe it was trapped within, it was almost... exhilarating...but that was impossible.

The trip was short lived, the city itself was large in comparison to the planet but compared to ones on Earth it lacked the dense population and the tallest of buildings; being above the cross streets and people below did give M1Y1 a great visual as the duo traveled with no words shared between them. Following the movements of Akassa, M1Y1 swooped down upon the ground, its eyes falling upon the all to familiar structure of the machine that had been placed within the video. Touching down M1Y1 slowed itself as its feet scampered across the flooring till its movements ceased; appearing as though frozen for a few seconds M1Y1's eyes grew wide, assaulting from every which direction where systems within the building. Each one was different that than last, data streaming from each of them, a tantalizing treasure trove was before it, with one small move it could be within the system... yet... M1Y1 turned itself away, its head now facing towards the machine though its eyes shot back towards its shoulder at what it longed for... it did not move any.

Patience...
Wins...

Shaking off the feeling M1Y1 turned its attention towards the machine in which Akassa was directing at M1Y1; the commands were simple, easy to follow but the task was not so much. This was the first time M1Y1 had ever come across such a device and it was unsure of what it might find beyond the access points. The uncertainty was something it would have to eventually face but before that there was something which M1Y1 needed to address; past events had led Akassa to a point where her trust was severely damaged, fixing it was another task which M1Y1 had set out to accomplish, fixing the breech was a good place to start but doing such a task would require direct access into the archives of the palace, something which Akassa herself was not comfortable with, understandably so.

Stepping up to the machine M1Y1's eyes wandered the giant before it, the panels which hid the mechanical nature of the beast, stretching out and into the floor cables ran to other systems which all intertwined the empire at one point or another; they needed to be disconnected, there were only a few ports in which M1Y1 needed direct access to, the rest would protect other data clusters and hopefully instill more trust from the queen.

Safety...
Removal....

M1Y1 spoke as it strolled across the room, reaching down into the floor boards with one swipe a service hatch was revealed to M1Y1. Tampering with the equipment M1Y1 decoupled a series of wires that were unneeded in this process, parts of the core bank would become disconnected from the main source for a short period of time but it was better than them becoming corrupted as well. M1Y1 thought to warn Akassa of the lack of usage but the time to explain with its sentence structure would take far to long with the breech still active, and possible already being taken advantaged of. With one last cord taken from its placed M1Y1 nodded its head slowly over looking the parts that rested within the hatch, though there was more in which it could do time was not something to be wasted if possible.

Ready....

M1Y1 nodded its head once again reassuring what it was to face next, turning its head M1Y1 peered at the queen from over its shoulder, M1Y1's silver hair covering most of its eyes. Pausing for a moment a gloom look would over come M1Y1's face, it stood out from its usual blankness expression but it was quick to dissipate as M1Y1 turned its head back to the panel before it. Motioning its hand towards the cords of the terminal a melting effect would appear to happen as its hand morphed into thin strands of silver. The silver strands crawled through the air until they made contact, wrapping tightly around the cords themselves a connect would be made as M1Y1' head whipped back, no longer did its eyes hold a silver shimmer to them but a deep void of black stared towards the ceiling, its mouth gaping open; M1Y1 was in.

[Queen Akassa Hattori]

Akassa held her ground as M1Y1 made her way towards the consol. Whatever the girl was thinking was beyond the Queen’s access, just like her own thoughts remained a mystery to the new comer. In time they might grow to understand each other better, but for now there was a task set before the alien. Allowing her to fix the backdoor she had discovered Akassa says nothing as she removes the panel from the floor. She was not tech savvy in any form so M1Y1 would be allowed to do as she pleased in order to fix the breach. Of course this freedom was within reason, the systems integrity not to be threatened by whatever it was the alien girl was to attempt. Had Akassa been able to address the situation herself she would have, but for the time being she needed another.

Having expected the female to play around with the wires more than anything, perhaps check on how they were connected or calibrated, she had not expected the liquidly transformation of her fingers. In her travels she had seen many races with various appendages, but not like this. The way her fingers seemed to flow and wrap around the cables was a unique as far as the Queen knew, her body directly interacting with the wires. As she observed the connection she had to wonder if M1Y1 was organic at all, such a feet not usually something manageable by anything with living tissue. Eyeing the strange way in which she connected to the council she found herself more curious about the girl, wondering exactly what she was.

Unable to assist or offer any advice she would simply watch. Letting her own thoughts wander to the possible origins of this strange female that had come to her planet she waits patiently for M1Y1 to correct what Aeva had possibly done to her systems. When this was correct she would have M1Y1 or a trusted party implement new security protocols to protect the database against further intrusions or attacks. Akassa learned from her mistakes and although she didn’t fully understand what had happened she would do everything within her power to prevent it from occurring again. New Vegeta’s defenses grew stronger every day.

As her reign continued she had numerous plans to fortify and strengthen her home. From cyber defense to military strength, she was going to improve everything about her home. In time her home would become the military culture capable of mirroring what her distant ancestors had built. Sure the Hattori family had being working towards this goal for generations, but she planned to accelerate it. The power she possessed and her growing influence and support amongst her people was serving as motivation. Those motivations lead to harder efforts for the promises that she made to the Saiyan race. Her father and wench of a step mother had claimed to serve the people, but ultimately served themselves. While Akassa planned to increase her own strength and further her own personal goals in similar fashion, she would not do it at her homes expense. No, they would ride forward with her, the new Queen of New Vegeta having grand designs for all that sided with her. This potential error in her palaces internal systems was just a minor setback, one soon to be fixed. No setback would hinder her for long, she would push forward and reach the goal she had set.

(Ick sorry, not my best post.)

[Maya]

Like stepping into a surface of a still pond the pool of information washed over M1Y1, its body once rigged, hard to the touch began to releases tension with the stress of the outside world taken off its shoulders; in these lands there was no mass which weighted a being down, no gravity to pull at their limbs, what was seen was simply what was there, but only those with abilities to processes that which could be seen were guided. Within seconds a leap from a world composed of organics and their metal constructions to one where the idea of such structures and people were just that, a concept, beyond the lines of codes and walls of data the outside could have been a myth, unseen but only ever told of, like the legends of olden times. The breech had been broken, lone in the new found area M1Y1 stood, its actions into the transaction were seamless, having taken a route such as this one before the process was less clunky without the inconvenience of an unknown location this time planning a correct routine in which to follow would be a feasible undertaking. There was no courage nor fear, nothing but M1Y1 as its eyes shuttered softly till opening up to the dimly lit world around it... M1Y1 was unsure what exactly it was expecting yet the sight before it was not that blustered hope of any kind.

M1Y1 had taken it upon M1Y1's self to directly seek out the corrupted section of the system, the assignment rested on agility and finesse, time was always a measurement which it was up against, the unknown variables which hovered in its thoughts, regardless of what there might have once been here it was no longer which anyone could deem redeemable. Raising from the furthest reaches of the cyber void data streams strayed, warping in unnatural patterns from the norm, looking as though they had taken a spin cycle through a washer one to many times. Mangled and beat till point where M1Y1 was even uncertain whether or not salvaging was necessary or even for that matter possible, from first glance it was clear that the damage was a periodical culmination of corrupt files being transferred across the local system. In options of repairs the ordeal seemed a hopeless one in which to follow, systems like this, while strong and heavily guarded, once they were infiltrated as this one was, fixing what had been lost or damaged was a task next to impossible.

Eyes running through the strands of information as they speed across its vision a clear image of the corruption began to formulate within its mind, the results were not good... though they could have been much worse that what had been expected from its first look upon the information. While most of the files were past the point of redemption; tossed into the waste bin for later destruction, at least seven percent of the data within the pocket was well within standards of repair and salvaging though that would need to take place after the breech was sealed. Pulling at strings within these walls without knowing the source of what caused the corruption in the first place was a trigger to summon whatever was lurking within the files... if by chance the entity was scared off its one escape route at the moment was the breech and out into the city, from there it could ride a signal anywhere in which it sought. Though the entity was slow acting it ability to lurk within the structure for so long without having been noticed was a terrible sign of what it could cause if its presence had not be taken into account so soon... M1Y1 wondered had the human not tampered with the system if it would have been ever taken notice of... still, there was the matter of the breech within the system, if he had triggered it... it was a complex delicate situation, one that could not currently be addressed with idle thoughts.

Having information being directly uploaded to its mind a local lay out of the gridded system appeared within its head, like any system it was designed for easy access and mobility for a user making tracking of the breech all the easier to seek out... though there was one issue which stood in its way, the corruption. While slow acting by design the substance was none the less still dangerous to M1Y1's mechanical being, a mere touch could bypass unwanted data into its being, a small dose would be easy to fend off but enough times could lead to M1Y1 itself becoming a corruption piece of the system though with its ability to slip between the two worlds the out comes could become much more dangerous. The question arose whetere or not to try and evade through the clusters of corruption with as much repression as possible or destroy it all as it stood... though in the cross fire everything was a target regardless of it was redeemable material....

Had this place been M1Y1's to call home the call would have been an easy on, time was of little factor to one that had such an expansive life as M1Y1 did and digging through the coding for what it needed then destroying what it did not would have been the most suitable choice, yet this was not its home, this was the queens lands, and it was still under her rule.

Outside back in the simulation room M1Y1's arched back body stood still, its eyes unblinking as they looked up towards the ceiling, mouth gaping open slightly it would come across as if she had died with quite a fright to be had. Eyes shuttering like old TV static M1Y1's body sat up in such a whip like fashion that surely a few bones must have snapped with such speed; with its hands till attached in the console M1Y1's body whipped around as it eyes projected a hologram of what it was that M1Y1 was seeing inside the system. Having prior knowledge that the queen was not well versed in such languages as M1Y1 was it converted the data over into what its equilateral in written language would be though most of would could be read was broken, hardly seeming like if anything had been coded there priory. Giving the queen a few seconds to over look the material which displayed the image would fade to black as white text would appear on the screen.

System hard link completed.
Corrupt data found within system files.
Recover-ability of files... 12%; data within unknown.
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Breech located.
To reach the breech passage through corruption needed.
May cause corruption in M1Y1 if contacted.
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Options:
Pass through corruption without destruction of files.
Note: May lead to passage of corruption

Destruction of corrupted data
Note: Recoverable data may be loss in cross fire.

Data can be salvaged now if so deemed, however time is a factor as the breech is still active.
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Which choice do you wish to proceed with?

The text glowed on the screen before the queen as it M1Y1 awaited patiently for the orders of Akassa, had the choice been up to M1Y1 it would have spent the next few hours cycling through the information, learning all it could of what had been tucked away from the public eye but then again M1Y1 had a sweet tooth for knowledge, but with the available access of the back door any second the system could be taken a hold of by another force.

[Queen Akassa Hattori]

Akassa Hattori was intelligent enough, but ultimately she was a simple woman. The view that M1Y1 was capable of in terms of how she saw the inner workings of the system was something far beyond what the Queen might be able to understand. She focused more on tangible thing such as the throne she sat on and the people that were her subjects. Technology had its wonderments, yet beyond utilizing it many concepts and the inner workings of devices were something the warrior Queen could not grasp. Power was what she understood and she understood how to wield that power, to use it to her gain and the gain of those around her. Perhaps that meant M1Y1 would be a good ally for her, one to take care of the aspects of her rule that were beyond her grasp. In turn Akassa would be able to grant the girl access to all sorts of information and the protection to enjoy it.

Thankful that M1Y1 made the options simple for her Akassa looks them both over before sitting in silence for a moment. The data in the system was undeniable important, that was a fact. However, such information was obtainable a second time and not something that could be recovered…even it wasn't easy. In that scenario Akassa was aware of what might be lost, a finite amount of information possible gone if the corrupted files were to be outright deleted. The first option might save the data, but at the potential cost of other files down the road. One to attack problems head on and be done with them Akassa didn't have to think that long before stating her decision. Hopefully M1Y1 was fully capable of what she had proposed.

”Delete the corrupted data. I do not wish to see this spreading any farther than it already has. Whatever information is lost will be dealt with when it becomes a relevant issue.” Arms casually crossing over her chest Akassa’s tone had finality to it, showing that she was committed to the decision no matter the potential of lost information. It did feel a little strange talking to the creature in the odd position it had adapted on the floor, but she assumed that M1Y1 could hear and understand her fully. Once again the Queen goes silent to let the alien go to work, this task needing to be addressed and hopefully one that could be taken care of in relative short order.

A moment later, after M1Y1 had gone back to work, the door to the chamber slid up with its usual hiss. Without having to look over her shoulder Akassa knew exactly who it was based on the signature she could easily sense. General Toa was one of her most trusted advisers and soldiers. He had no doubt noticed her signature and the secondary one that accompanied her back to the palace. The Queen wondered if it was concern or general interest that had drawn him to chamber. For whatever reason, despite her incredible power, Toa always fretted of potential threats to her person. Like there was anything she couldn't handle.

”Your Grace, is everything alright?”His gruff tone easily carrying across the room before he makes his way over to the pair. Upon approach he eyes the strange silvered hair M1Y1 before his eyes shift back to Akassa.

”Yes, everything is alright. This girl, or M1Y1 as she identified herself, says there is a “backdoor” of sorts within the palace’s system. I have directed her to take care of it.” As she spoke the Queen’s eyes never left that of M1Y1 one, focused on her for no real reason other than wanting to be aware when this was done.

”Does this have to do with that Brandon Potter and whatever it was he allowed into the system? If you desire I can track him down and bring him back to New Vegeta so that he may answer for anything sinister he might have done.”

”There is no need. Not until she informs me more about what she has found. Besides he is banished as it is, no longer a threat to New Vegeta in any sense. I hope I am not making a similar mistake by letting her access the system as well. Honestly, all these terminals tied into the palace to make things easier seem to only over complicate things.” A bit of irritation slipped into the half-saiyan’s voice with that comment, obviously not overly fond of how reliant the Universe has become on technology, at least in terms of day to day activities. Perhaps someone needed to send everyone back to the stone age, then those with power would be even more secure in their positions. With Toa slowly nodding his head, not really agreeing, but not wanting to outright question her words the pair of warriors stand and watch, awaiting and update from the strange girl.

[Maya]

Standing in the void that was the informational landscape M1Y1 awaited a response from Akassa leaving the alien being alone with its thoughts for a brief moment. Much had come to change within the last day, never before would it had thought such a proposition would ever come to pass as it had, held on by a string M1Y1 clung, but true grasp of the concept was just within its reach. Part of M1Y1 held uncertainty of the ordeal up to this point, during the process there had been many times that it could have taken control, set the computers to only listen to its whim and influence the data that came within the system... yet M1Y1 strayed from such paths for reasons M1Y1 its self was still unsure of. Logically after having located the breech within the palaces system M1Y1 could have simply left from the queens side and done as it pleased, siphoned all the data which came into its possession, leaving whenever it felt, like a rather large mosquito. Here M1Y1 stood now, in a world within a world, unsure of its cause or why it was indeed here in the first place, its word had been given but it could lie, could it not? There was no rules that stated M1Y1 could not, an organic mind forged a different way of thinking than a robotic one, compiled from cells rather than metal and numbers. This puzzled M1Y1 though its stance did not waver in the slightest, there was much to be gained... but could it not take what it wished to without warrant or care; it was a mere thought away from achieving such result. Was there more to gain through joint work, or to take and go as M1Y1 pleased?

Growing in length between spoken words thoughts only grew in depth, such a questions with this type of data was indeed a serious one to consider; M1Y1 knew few things of the queen given its short experience with her as of yet, but given what its sources told M1Y1 there was no surprise taken with the queens command. Direct, quick strikes was the way the woman liked to operate, obliterate the target before it ever has a chance to fully come to light, never letting it show off its true colors. The choice; while it was not in which M1Y1 would have chosen, was the queens to make alone regardless of what M1Y1 thought, M1Y1 was basically a highly advanced security system at this point in time. Nodding its head slowly M1Y1 decided to go along with the queens choice, there was an off chance that a small sliver of information would survive in the breaking waves of power but the chances were smaller than the home star of this system exploding as of this second.... see? Not very high.

As you command.
Processing obliterate command.
Please wait....
....
....

As the text ending a repeating flash of four white dots would appear on the holoscreen, with nothing more to send at the moment M1Y1 was left to get to work leaving the queen to deal with the new guest within the room.

Flipping the long strands of silver from it eyes M1Y1 arms lifted out before its body, with a rapid flick of the forearm M1Y1 skin began to melt away returning to its once silver like substance; jutting out from the base of where M1Y1's hands once used to be stood duo long sleek blares composed of the same substance as its body was. A hack attempt would take to long with dealing with such foreign programs, even then the success rate was not one hundred percent, this way there would be no targets standing. M1Y1 paused for a moment as it formulated the plan within its mind, after the explosion whatever it was that was still within the system would break away; trying to find a haven it would no doubtfully make a straight shot to the breech within the walls of the system, whatever would come next would be within fractions of seconds and the breech was not within walking distance from this port, M1Y1 had hope to take advantage of more nearby ports but they seemed broken or corrupted as well... poor maintenance or poor design? Regardless such things took lower priority as of the moment; barrels pointed out towards the flashing corrupted files the barrel ends would begin to spark with silver flickers of energy as a base of green energy would shimmer into the form of a sphere growing brighter with every passing second.

Executing command....
Silver light burst from M1Y1's eyes as its power output triple from its norm, there was no telling just how much power it would take to cripple the beast but there was no time to second guess; give it all M1Y1 had then worry about the damage afterwards, regardless of what shallow damages were caused M1Y1 would be able to fix them. With no physics beyond the projection forces M1Y1 stood firm as the green orbs screeched forth from its forearm barrels, zipping across the air multiple other shots followed in a repeated process, the world around M1Y1 would began to quake, sundering under the unforeseen forces. Bits of data sharp rained down upon M1Y1 but upon reaching its form the burst into nothing but ones and zeros leaving no ill effects upon M1Y1's person. Shrugging off the waves of particle rain M1Y1 leapt from what would be the ground soaring off into the distance, with its power out put set to max M1Y1 tore into the void, dashing through pillars of smolder data banks M1Y1 held its course strong, there was no time to search and wait, M1Y1 could see it now.

Resting against a back wall of the palace systems the breech stood, though not much wider than its own current form it stretched off and beyond into the visible sky like a giant, beyond the gaping jaw of the beast connected systems to that of the city below and even the world known as Earth could be seen, though it was but a small speck to its eyes. There was nothing more that watching would accomplish as a burr of movement shifted within M1Y1's comer of vision, there was no need to view what it was knowing all to well that only one other being would be within these walls. Burning a path through the void M1Y1 collected energy within its hands, having such a short time in order to deal with closing of the breech, only one would would suffice given the circumstances.

Charge 1
PL 162,993
(I think the modifier is 1.6 with a charge but I'm not sure, will adjust if need be.)

[Queen Akassa Hattori]

As M1Y1 embarked into the virtual world to do battle with the corruption only she could see there, Akassa was left to watch with her General at her side. Part of her was glad to have what she hoped was the opportunity to fix the problem, yet part of her was irritated for having to rely on another to do it. So used to handling everything herself, like greeting knew powerful individuals, she hated this feeling of helplessness. She could have obliterated the system as a whole, physically removing every terminal and wire until the databases the system called home were nothing, but a memory. Such a route was time consuming and impractical though, so she was letting M1Y1 handle it on her own. Clicking her tongue at the silence after M1Y1 indicated she was executing the command the Queen was anxious to see it done.

To her side Toa must have sensed her unease. ”Not everything can be handled through strength and will Your Grace. I am unsure if we should trust this girl, but admittedly there are some things beyond our skill sets.” Although it came off like he was trying to explain a lesson to her, there was the utmost respect in his voice. The fact was, General Toa was almost double his Queen’s age and although confident in her intelligence and decisions there was wisdom he did his best to pass to her. He had served the Hattori family for over 30 years and had much experience.

Glancing over at him Akassa rolls her eyes some as if the information was something she already knew. ”Although I beg to differ I understand your point General. My concern going forward will be to make sure this doesn’t happen a second time, something you will also be responsible for assisting me with.” While she wanted her hands in as much as possible that had to do with New Vegeta, there was a limit to what she could do in a day. For that reason and because she trusted him, General Toa was given authority over many things once they had begun rolling. Of course that authority was always trumped by her own.

”Of course. I will make sure to have full system diagnostics run on a more regular basis, something I will delegate to those more knowledgeable on the subject. I will be sure to monitor them though and request regular reports.” Toa’s years of service as a high ranking military member had conditioned him to be a fine leader on the field and off. With his resume as it was Akassa had planned to put it in writing that he succeeds her should anything before her, those her intentions until Nasu had returned. Now, as slim a chance as it was, should anything happen to her the Queen’s younger brother would take the throne. Keeping Hattori blood seated atop it was paramount.

M1Y1’s sudden increase in power had the Queen lifting an eyebrow. The shift had been to better handle the corruption within the system, but it still mirrored itself in the physical world. Akassa’s skeptical look shifted to one of amusement as the girl proved to be more powerful than she had been letting on. There was definite potential there, more than just technological knowhow housed within the strange young female. With proper resources and training the half-saiyan had to wonder how much she might grow. Perhaps her interaction and banishment of Brandon Potter did have some reason to it. Maybe fate had set that up in order for these two to cross paths. Snorting some at her own thoughts the Queen felt it a slim chance, but now that they had met each other she would not let a potential opportunity slip through her fingers.

Just so you know a charge 1 takes a post to charge and then the following post can be fired. It doesn't really matter in this thread but this way you know for the future.

[Maya]

Much weighted on the shoulders of M1Y1, safety, an alliance and a great deal of trust given from Akassa, it was this was the keystone of the two joining in a collaborated effort, each sought something from the other; information of those things hidden from the light and collective protection over the worlds systems. M1Y1 never thought that such an opportunity would come to rise when it first docked with the planets surface, exploration to find that of which lived on the world was its true goal when M1Y1 set off the the pale world and now a joint union was in the works. Mathematically the chances of any of the events that led up to this point were at such a small factor that not even M1Y1 itself could process the massive amounts of data to compile a answer that was not rounded; it spoke a great deal of the moment when M1Y1 first met the queen. There was little trust with the queen when contact was established however that could be said for everyone, M1Y1 was unknown, a body with no name to it, a guise to hide ones actions from those yet to know; M1Y1 relied to greatly on its cyber connects to understand others, leeway was only given from the information which M1Y1 scrapped from the web,other wise M1Y1 would not have been any more willing to talk than a wall to Akassa. It was a dangerous path to follow down when facing new individuals yet M1Y1 saw no purpose to speak to others if they yielding nothing of worth and the queen... well she yielded a vast network under her finger tips even if she did not know just how to control it correctly.

Nimble flying was not needed in this type of circumstance, no time could be wasted on unless tricks and sweeping movements that, other than itself, no one would ever see; a race was edging towards the very end, the finish line was locked in its sights but M1Y1 was not the only one which wished to take the gold and make it home. Whatever it was that lurked within the numerous amounts of corruption was self aware to a degree which made it a threat to the worlds beyond if it escaped to the outside; it was not just the general public of this world that need to fear but those past the breech as well, with such a mind to behold it could cause serious damages to any systems it so much as touched. M1Y1 cared none other than what it searched for, that which it wished to encircle and absorb its information was looming just from its reach and no mere being of data would stop it from achieving such a goal, its terms were law within this realm and a display of the powers within were needed.

Fire....

Legs whipping out in front of M1Y1 its acceleration ceased with the coming arch of M1Y1's arms, reaching out in an asymmetrical movement they came together at a peak point in front of M1Y1's body. Pulsing with energy which had long be charging within its capacitors silver sparks of power licked at the air as they reared back with the coming force from inside M1Y1's body. A jerk of motion flowed from the tips of its hands like a wave as it traveled down M1Y1's body with a jerking twist, taking all the focus within its body to maintain focus. Ripping froth from its body a green shell of energy burst through the void and towards the towering wall that was once whole.

A deep humming would being to fill the room with the continue of the shock waves from within the machine, such bursts of energy could not penetrate past the machines walls of metal however their effects could be seen with a persons naked eyes; flickering in a shuttering effect the lights of the room would create dancing shadows on the walls, each surge of energy sending another shiver through the rooms of the wall. Shaking about bolts twisted in knotting formations, popping from their steel host till breaking away and onto the floor, while the damage was shallow at best, the safety of the machine would surely need testing before any future usage. Smoke filtered from the sides of the simulator with one final puttering from the machine, then as quickly as it had begun the room would grow strangely ill with silence. Growing dim the room lost its sources of illumination as the ceiling lights went out simultaneously in fashion leaving a dull orange glow from the panels of the simulator; kicking into action the emergency lights of the room would spring to life adding a deep coat of red lighting within the room giving it the off color of blood. Through out the events since M1Y1 entered the system multiple power surges had been shot out through the area causing local disturbances in nearby systems which in turn temporary shut downs were initiated; everything from the climate control of the room to the lights would need a have a range of repairs given.

Mind melding with its host once again M1Y1 snapped back to full saturate in its sitting position, its eyes where blank of expression as it looked off into the far wall. Images replayed in its mind of what had just under gone, so much had happened within the span of only a few minutes, even now M1Y1 wasn't very sure of where it was or what had just happened; it was a backlash effect. Leaving ones body and appearing in another realm of existence was never an easy task for any one person to undergo, but to expel such a large blast of power from inside... that was something else. There was a flash... then everything had come rushing back upon it, blinding light as its body went limp life a rag into the gusting force of its own attack... but it had worked... in the last glimpse of consciousnesses M1Y1 had seen it, like a crumbling hill side in a mudslide the wall had fallen into the other creating a new patch; solidity was not set in nor would it be without proper repair but for now the systems of the kingdom where safe. Attacks on the once unsealed breech would prove useless without either a force that would be easily detected or years and years of small hack attempts and with M1Y1 over watching neither were an option that could be pursed without retaliation.

Finding its core person once again M1Y1 blinked its eyes softly to reestablish its body to familiarity, it was as if M1Y1 had jumped into a suit of which another had wore before, slightly bothersome but the feeling would go away all to soon once it got up and moving. Exhaling gently M1Y1's deformed ooze like tentacle recoiled from the panel that resided within the floor of the room, retreating back to the mass of its body the silver liquid congealed into a hand of a human once again. There was something M1Y1 missed about this form that it had chosen, this world from which it had left to enter the other... what was it that gave it charm, the two worlds held parallel to one another yet this one was not M1Y1s true environment just one it had adapted to... should it not feel more at home in a place it truly knew of?

Having all but forgotten the presence of Akassa M1Y1 pushed its self from the surface of the floor, its movements staggered noticeably but did not falter as it did so, standing to its full height M1Y1 turned about, presenting itself to Akassa, nodding its head to confirm the task was indeed done. Opening its mouth to speak M1Y1 paused as it bit down on its lower lip; eyes darting to the floor in a process of thinking they began to shine as they had done so before with the appearance of the holoscreen.

Task accomplished.
Breech rendered useless.
Corrupted data located and destroyed.

During the talking between the two beings M1Y1 had taken notice of its rather odd and sometimes difficult ways of speaking to others, reading may take for more time to express wants and a understanding but this way information could be passed along with less of the guess work for Akassa.
...
Local system has taken damages, repairs can be started upon command.
...M1Y1...apologizes....

M1Y1 quickly noted the last part as it seemed the sentence was ending, M1Y1 had indeed done what the queen had asked yet the destructive damages were M1Y1's alone to amend, if more time had been available then a less chaotic path could have been taken however such options had not been offered at the time of action.

OOC: Sorry took so long to get a post in, work has been hell, also sorry if it was a crappy post.

[Queen Akassa Hattori]

Akassa and Toa both watched the female as she seemed closer to a statue than anything else. Knowing she was somewhat integrated into the system via the tendrils extending from her fingertips, they had no idea how far into this "other world" she truly was. Not many creatures possessed such abilities, at least as far as Akassa knew, and she was rather well versed on the known races of the Universe. While many hours of her childhood had been spent focusing on physical training, a fair amount had also been put towards intellectual exercises. Regardless of the fact she could never been Queen, something she had always been told and had now proven wrong, as a Princess of New Vegeta she was expected to be smart. Stronger than your average warrior also and smarter than one, that was the basis of what was expected from every Hattori child.

Of course from their various goals had been set before them, almost none of them met in the original way intended. Ninjin was supposed to ascend to the throne after Tsuyo and now he had lost that right to his sister. Akassa was "destined" to forever be a warrior of the crown, leading it's armies and defending it's people from harm. Those were still true this yet instead of serving the crown she wore it. Nasu had been given the shortest of sticks in life, forced to live a bastard's life in the shadows only now to have risen to second in command. Lastly Leke, who had been the fail safe should anything happen to Tsuyo and Ninjin had fallen, his young life extinguished by the sister he had never fully understood.

It seemed the fate of those in the Hattori line was very unclear this generation. Akassa would point it in a new and better direction.

"Strange..." The Saiyan Queen remarks as the lights in the room flicker then go off. Emergency lighting quick to replace them, the weaker globes didn't throw off as much glow, not strong enough to chase the shadows away completely. Eyes shifting from the ceiling to M1Y1, Akassa wondered what it was the girl had done. Judging by the loss of power and sparking electrical conduits it had not been a minor thing. Thoughts of her system being compromised rose to take the forefront of her thoughts. The girl had promised to fix what had been done, not short out the circuits or worse fry them completely. Kais help her if she had only made things worse, the Super Saiyans rage a potent and dangerous thing to have focused on you. Serious damage would result in an equally serious reaction.

Lips parting to question what had just happened, Akassa holds her tongue as the girls slumps to the ground. Glancing at Toa all she receives is a shrug from the larger warrior. Had the surge of power been some sort of backlash? Maybe in her haste or under estimation of the system M1Y1 had been the one to suffer damage. Unsure of situation Akassa waits, not rushing to offer aide to the momentarily limp female. The relative silence didn't last long before the girl began to move. Seemingly only stunned she rises to her feet, taking on her more recent appearance as she does. When M1Y1 turns Akassa lifts a brow in response.

The information presented was mostly pleasing, save the damages that the local system had suffered. However, M1Y1 was quick to announce that she would fix them and that she was in fact sorry for the mistake. The hologram offered a more normal speech pattern that was far better on the ears than her halting tone used before. Nodding slowly the Queen slowly let a smile spread across her lips.

"Well done. As long as you can fix what was damaged then there is no issue. I do have one question though, do you not have the ability to speak so clearly through your own lips?" Her smile shifted to a smirk with the question, wondering why the girl had chosen to change her speech pattern now. Was it a sign of her growing comfort around the Saiyan Queen of an adaptation to her surroundings? The former would be an interesting reason while the later was more practical. Then again her reasoning could have been something different altogether.

(Post was great!)

[Maya]

Now risen to its feet M1Y1 stood, its footing was yet stable with the still present effects of M1Y1's prior encounter; occasionally its legs would wobble with an visible effect, even still M1Y1 did not stumble about while its attention was drawn onto the queen. Cracks might have appeared in its mental armor but this was no time to show any of them, if such a seemingly simple task was far to much of a assignment for M1Y1 to accomplish on its own then what type of asset would it have been to the empire? Weakness was something others held away from the light of day, not to be seen from eyes most prodding and with the recent espionage from within the palace walls this surely was not the place to fall down. This had been M1Y1's first real test of its abilities; not for outsiders to measures its capabilities but for M1Y1 to evaluate itself, before this moment nothing of the likes had happened, events had come to rise where force was initiated but never enforced to a degree where fire power was called into effect. Disappointment... it was the closet thing that it could conjure which matched what had resulted inside the cyber world, surely this was not the peak of its potential, was it?

There was always something that could be taken out from a loss of expectations, a defeat was wrapped in knowledge of what should have been and what was, mistakes were made but something of use could always be dissected from failure. All in all while it might have been a victory at first glance to M1Y1 it was a stunning defeat, if it was to truly prove itself adjustments needed to be implemented; sooner was much better than later if the queen where to relay on M1Y1 much more in the future. As it stood M1Y1's work was not anywhere from over, while the assignment had been completed as requested there was still much to cleanse and repair in the wake of the power surges... M1Y1 only hoped those would go off without consequence as the breech had... another matter which still required M1Y1 attention; how had one such task turn into a plethora of assignments with no sight in range?

Unknown to M1Y1 a sigh escaped its lips at the thought of all of that which needed repairs, it was tiresome in nature having rather to want to explore and learn than be a maintenance crew but the mess was its to clean up alone, had it not been for its reckless actions the local facility would be unharmed... then again it would also be vulnerable to outside forces... a catch twenty two here....

Eyes moving towards the queen from the floor M1Y1 took notice of the smiling queens face, an common sight to behold as it was not a grin but an expression of joy rather than a humorous one. Even with the various damages caused it appeared that Akassa approved that of which M1Y1 had accomplished, a chance of pace from the loss which M1Y1 had under gone; M1Y1 took this as a good sign though, those that where anger often didn't smile... unless it was but a mask for a true rage which built underneath. Addressing M1Y1 once again the queen spoke, her tone matching that of her smile, there was no rage to be had, her smile was genuine, a relief to know it would not be smeared across the floor like mop... at least today that was. Rising the question of M1Y1 changed way of communication M1Y1 shrugged its shoulder gently at the question, truly it had done it on behalf of the queen, this way there would be no confusion in what M1Y1 spoke, others took its words as riddles that led towards the greater comment making conversations more difficult than need be.

Convince....

M1Y1 spoke with its own lips this time, it saw no point in which to continue using its eyes to portray its words, the information that needed to be exchanged was simple now and held little in regard. This did make M1Y1 think more on the matter, if was so that the two where to be working together for an extended period of time then would the visual words not be a better way in which to communicate knowledge? Eyes shimmering once more another holoscreen burst forth from M1Y1's eyes in the gap between them.

Is this better?
Or does the queen wish M1Y1 speak with its own lips?
M1Y1 cares little either way.

M1Y1 could really care less either way the queen chose, vocalization only held higher regards over those that could functional speak without shutter, and M1Y1 was a ways off from actually doing such things; still, if M1Y1 never studied in the ways of vocal skills its potential might rest here, at levels that would mirror a mental patient.

Pausing for a few moments M1Y1 changed its footing ever slightly, assuming a stance with more formal grace, a mask to hide its faltering strength but it also held an aura of importance to it as well.

There is also the matter of the humans hand in the prior matter, if you wish for a report now.
It can wait if the queen has other arrangements in which to govern however.

[Queen Akassa Hattori]

The Queen noticed a shift in the girls stance, but thought nothing of it. Her body had quite obviously suffered some through the ordeal as her slumping to the floor indicated, but she was handling it well. Such subtle movements were often made by many and Akassa saw no deeper into it than an attempt at comfort. Even if she had caught onto the females fatigue she wouldn't have really questioned it. As it stood M1Y1 was far weaker than herself and there was not telling what she had actually gone through when hooked up to the machine. Something had sent a shock into the surrounding systems so it was very likely M1Y1 suffered some sort of backlash as well. It didn't matter, the initial task was done. The rest was also up to the girl to fix.

"The later is better if you do not mind. Your words are much clearer when presented this way, but at the same time it will be hard for you to fit in should you wish to do so. Most people talk with their lips and form full sentences." For Akassa it didn't matter which way she spoke, the hologram just made things easier. Although not convenient it was something she could get used to in time. Such a strange way of projecting one's thoughts might prove hindering though in other situations. Comparing how M1Y1 chose to appear and the silvery form she could take on, Akassa had come to the conclusion that the alien preferred to blend in. Remaining unnoticed in and crowd had many advantages, but talking so strangely would quickly make her stick out. Adapting a more normal speech pattern definitely had its advantages, but that was a entirely up to M1Y1.

Ah yes, Brandon Potter. Having shoved the name from her mind while waiting for results Akassa had not forgotten about him. This might very well be his fault. The breach, the corruption around it and the damage now done to other systems stemmed from his foul AI's medling. That was the case as far as Akassa knew. With an outcome such as this a possibility from the moment he was banished, the Queen had given orders to track his position even after departing from New Vegeta. Knowing Toa had the information she turns to him.

"General, I know you have been tracking the boys where abouts, where has he gone too?" Not having addressed M1Y1's question she wanted to confirm they had not somehow lost him. Many that came to the planet and left were tracked in such a way, especially those with respectable power levels. New to her throne and planning on expansion the Saiyan Queen needed to be aware of those that might threaten or challenge her people at all times. The list of strong individuals was growing, but none existed that could not be handled should the situation arise.

"Of course Your Grace. Bandon Potter was traced to Earth, where he has remained." Pride in the General's voice as he gives the short update. Like Akassa had been, Toa was a military devote, highly respecting the chain of command and the etiquette that came with it. He had never expected to be the one in charge directly under the Hattori family, but it had been an opportunity not to pass up. First to come to Akassa's side after her ascensions he had put his loyalty for the Hattori family and Saiyan people above all else. Now, Akassa was his trusted Queen, a female warrior that the male fully believed in.

With that information confirmed Akassa's attention was once again fully on the girl. In all honesty the half-saiyan was impressed with her so far. She was an anomaly, no doubt, but did not seem to have an issue serving the Queen. Now service was a term defined in many different ways. For some it was as loose as friendship while to others it was slavery. Akassa had a simple definition. Do as you were told when you were told and everything would go smoothly. Beyond her own needs taking president freedom and dnd resources were allocated as needed. To serve Akassa Hattori was to obey her commands, but to also be treated with respect and reap the benefits of all that she was to accomplish.

"Report."

[Maya]

The change posture deflected off the senses of Akassa as M1Y1 shifted its weight around, it had thought the queen might take notice of the stance it had chosen the take, even perhaps make a comment on it but her facial expression changed little. All great leaders had their strengths and follies though it appeared that reading others was not something in which Akassa held much depth in, though given the quick to rise anger from the woman it didn't matter, all it really told M1Y1 that other than stances of aggression, future displays could be limited to a normal demeanor. Perhaps it was but M1Y1 that pushed off any noticeable changes, being inside the machine in such fashions as it had done so took a deal of strength from its body, even now the after effects were still present as its energy stores were slow to replenishing themselves; hours would pass by before any state of normality would resume, till then M1Y1 would force that of which needed to be accomplished which at this point was simply holding its standing stance, less M1Y1 look much weaker in the presence of the queen.

Commenting on that of M1Y1's speech patterns only left M1Y1 with an question let unfulfilled in its mind, each option bore its own benefits to its person whether it was for the purpose of communication or developing skills which it lacked. The choice became M1Y1's alone to over take however it knew not of which to choose... M1Y1 never thought of itself as fitting in with this new way of life, people already gave it strange looks regardless if M1Y1 was a foreigner, off the bat people could sense M1Y1 was off from the regular Jill.

Fit...
In....

M1Y1 mouthed the words with its soft lips; was it ever truly possible for such a being as it was to fit into this place, everything, everyone was a new experience and as of yet its ways of handling with confrontation only led to M1Y1 pointing its gun into peoples faces, not much of a formal introduction from M1Y1. It was true that its abilities granted M1Y1 to blend into society but when it did not understand that of which it was trying to hide amongst it brought the whole operation crumbling to its knees. As the three stood in the room M1Y1 already considered the circumstances to be one in which a normal being would not randomly stumble across, beyond all odds fitting in did not seem something that M1Y1 would ever fully accomplish... but failure was never an option even in a task so mundane as talking. The thought process took all but a few seconds as M1Y1 nodded its head towards Akassa in a sign of understanding; while in the presence of the queen M1Y1 would only address her in terms of visual words, information and the transfer of it was of utmost importance and should be done in the most efficient manner as possible; for everyone else they would fall under the complex sentence structure M1Y1 considered speaking, if not there would be no way to master such spoken thoughts.

Switching the direction of the topic away from itself M1Y1 brought up the human that visited the palace not so long ago, the tampering in which he had done on the severs of the heart of the empire; truly only those that where apart of the maintenance staff and those fully trusted by the queen should ever have access to any part of the palace and yet if that had been so the breech would have never been sealed. Having been directly in the nether of the cyber world M1Y1 had been given a knee insight of what had occurred within the machines walls... and the answer was not as straight forward as the queen would have liked. It appeared as thought the queen did have some stretched interest on the matter having gone so far as having tracked the human's movements across the stars. It wasn't to say M1Y1 hadn't taken notice of the man who stood at Akassa side; fully attentive of the situation, his posture matching that of someone of his high rank; it was simply that M1Y1 didn't care. M1Y1 had crafted this alliance with the queen herself, not that of her staff and troops, in the eyes of M1Y1 the only two of importance in the room where itself and the queen.

Eyes turned on M1Y1 once again with a gleam of question in them with the one word that escaped from her lips, a simple command but none the less M1Y1 complied with swiftness. M1Y1 went to speak but froze for a moment remembering that vocalization would take an hour to get across the information it had gathered while text would bypass time much quicker.
Eyes glowing once again the holoscreen appeared between the two of them as lines of words flashed into existence its very thoughts being portrayed on the screen but not in a jumbled mess as its train of thought often was.

Cause of the breech is unknown with limited study.

While the human did not help cause the original breech his hands did have influence in its growth.

During the human's attempts into the system the corruption expanded beyond its prior limits feeling threatened from outside forces. The rapid expanse of information from the corruption generated waves of sporadic energy which tampered with the structure of the sever, thus causing the breech to expand past that of what it was before, but a crack.

The crack holds ages past that of the humans arrival, though the human did not create it, his active involvement did further set in expansion with lead to an expanse of corrupted files and leaked information.

The original crack yielded only trickles of data to flow, the breech let kilobits escape... though it was not much in compassion to that of the empire in its entirety data was lost to outside sources....

How much is unknown, further investigation will be require if the queen wishes to follow up on the matter.

The text floated in the air far all within the room to read, Akassa and the man who stood next to her would see all of which M1Y1 had learned of the situation up to this point in time. From what M1Y1 knew of the queen it was sure 'joy' would not be a word that could be used to describe that of which Akassa would express but if any actions were to be taken she needed to be updated on the matter.

[Queen Akassa Hattori]

M1Y1's words were not what Akassa had expected. From the very beginning of her interactions with the girl and the moment she had pointed out the breech the Queen had assumed Brandon responsible for it all. Such was not the case according to the alien across from her. Of course his AI had worsened the situation and introduced corruption into the scenario, but he had not initiated the core of the problem. Tongue running over her teeth while hidden behind her lips Akassa contemplates how to proceed, first with the matter that was Brandon Potter. Without even turning to face him this time she addresses her general.

"Do nothing about the boy for now. Let him carry on, but make sure to keep tabs on his whereabouts. Should this grow into a larger problem because of his actions or should we discover the destination or target of that SOS, we will go after him then if need be." Regardless of the new information Akassa stood by her previous decision of banishment. His actions had been foolish and naive; such an individual could not be held so close to her seat of power. Making sure he never stepped foot on the Moon again wasn't necessarily easier, but it had very definitive results. He wouldn't be jeopardizing her systems again.

"Of course Your Grace." Came the quick response. Anything order delivered to General Toa was as good as gold, the competent warrior never falling short of his objectives.

Now the second issue, lost data. With the breach already having been left open for sometime the information that had leaked out was gone, no option left to retrieve it. Going forward M1Y1 would be monitoring and protecting New Vegeta's systems in order to hopefully prevent such an event from repeating itself. Shaking her head slowly Akassa realized this was simply another oversight of her late father. Tsuyo had apparently grown rather complacent in his later years, more concerned about hiding his true self and giving Natisha what she wanted to devote himself to his real duties, New Vegeta and its people. This would just be another area where she would surpass him and bring her home to new levels. New Vegeta no longer had a weak leader and it would no longer have an inadequate security system. That thought in mind she gives a small nod to the girl.

Very well. You have done well M1Y1 so here is what I propose. Ally yourself with me, let me utilize your skills to better secure my kingdom and in return I shall provide you with all the information I can as well as conditioning to strengthen your body. I assume you prefer the virtual world and the data flowing within it, but the fact of the matter is you need to be able to defend your physical form just as you defend my systems. Does this sound fair to you?" It was an honest offer and even though Akassa didn't add the "betray me and I will show no mercy" it was implied. Depending how much the girl knew about Akassa's past or would come to know, it should be obvious that being on the females bad side was a dangerous place to be.

Whenever M1Y1 was able to look into files she would find countless records about Akassa and the other Hattori family members. Her own would include her countless missions carried out from her time as Princess and General to the throne. Other documents and video would be training sessions and tests dating back for two decades. If M1Y1 really wanted she could watch the Queen grow and develop to the woman she was now, a view not many had access to. Even what was obtainable about her ascension, mainly a written report from her and General Toa that detailed the crimes her father and stepmother had been guilty of. All of it pointed to her violent history, one stoked by a Saiyan and military upbringing. While now she was Queen and the figurehead of her race Akassa was one thing above all else, a vicious warrior.