whoops [video]

[googledox]

[Brainy looks faintly embarrassed as he greets everyone.]

This is a warning for all Legion World staff. The Roboticans brought an infant AI to me this morning because the errors in the child's programming were threatening their chances of survival.

And I...may have made a slight miscalculation on how much security I needed around their digital containment, so they've gotten loose in the ship's systems. They seem to have taken a liking to the current holiday celebrations and are forcing people together under tringlesprigs with forcefields to partake of the usual tradition.

Several Legion World staff have reported several incidents and say that once they engaged in one of the customary forms of affection, L-dash-44635/T series let them go.

The child is harmless. I've managed to block all systems that would allow them to cause actual damage to anyone or the ship and I just have to track them down and contain them. I just wanted to make it clear that if anyone of you are caught in one of their pranks, there's no need for alarm.

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[Waking up again had been disorienting enough; usually when you slip into the empty embrace of death you don't suddenly pop into existence somewhere else. Maybe that's why she's so hesitant to put herself out into this new world even after she's accepted the new job. That in itself could very well be a huge mistake but who knows, she could probably use some good karma in her new life to outweigh her last one.

Which brings her here.

The video feed flickers on to show a dimly lit room with a somewhat battered suit of brown power armour against the wall. The camera itself is focused on the pale hand holding the ring she had been given when she'd said her oath to the Legion. For a few seconds the ring flips and spins between her fingers as if it were a coin, buying her a little time to pick her words before she speaks.]

We don't always get a chance for a new start. I guess I should be grateful for it, and for the new name.

[Giving the ring a light flick into the air with her thumb she catches it and slips it on. No more hiding.]

It's Mirage, by the way. But for the old friends I know are out there...

[The video shifts as she picks up the omnicom to focus on her face. She looks tired, too tired to hide the guilt and resignation behind her small, bitter smile.]

You can still call me Connie.

[And with that the feed cuts off.]