Log:Human in Programming

2020/08/27 Victory|Wade 2.0, aka Wayne Artemis 1

Wade 2.0 is currently being held in a cell for the time being, until he can be given the all-clear to just go out on his own. The original flavor Wade has already been cleared by medical, having recovered rather quickly.

Artemis has checked that Wade was safe and guarded, having watched over him as she did with VENOM last attempted to take him at the baseball game. When there's guards in place and he's resting, she asks around and finds out soon the location of Wade 2.0.

Artemis steps to the security desk and relinquishes her sword during check-in, then walks through the security area. She's familiar with it, having been kept there herself. She searches for Wade 2.0's cell, almost stepping past until she notices him and stops. She takes a step back and turns towards him, smiling warmly. "Hello, Wade. How fare you?"

He stands and smiles as he sees Artemis. "Hi." He walks over and places a hand on the glass. "You came to see me?"

"Of course I did," Artemis smiles and lifts a hand, placing it opposite his hand against the glass. "I wanted to make sure you were well treated. And to see how you were feeling." She knows he's a robot under the surface, but she's used to advanced AI species in space. Of course they can have feelings as she understands it.

Wade 2.0 smiles, and he looks sad. "I really am a robot, aren't I? I've had a lot of time to think about it." He shakes his head, "I feel real. I feel like...I want to go home. Watch a baseball game. Train. Anything other than be in here."

Artemis smiles encouragingly, sympathy in her eyes. "You are a robot, but that does not mean you are not real. Having desires is a sign of that, I believe." She tilts her head faintly. "You thought on it. What made you realize?" Her voice becomes softer. "Do you have any of the private memories between us?" she asks gently. The drunk question may just have been that. Too long ago for him to recall. And he was drunk.

Victory smiles broadly, "My birthday. More than once. You remembered my birthday and surprised me while I was teaching. That was...great."

Artemis is surprised he remembers that, and smiles. But that was seen by many. "Do you recall what gift I gave you?"

He nods. "A couple of baseball caps. And tickets for myself and...Star Girl. Casey." He suddenly blinks and hesitates as he realizes...she's not his girlfriend. "Damn it."

Artemis blinks in surprise. He shouldn't have known that if he wasn't copied somehow more directly. "It -is- you..." she says in gently. She doesn't sound entirely surprised. Just that her belief was confirmed. "I'm so sorry, my Friend. This must be so difficult for you."

He blinks. "There are some gaps in my memories." He pauses again, "My memories are a copy, aren't they? They didn't get all of them when they did it?"

"I am unsure. Hoomans do not have perfect memories," Artemis smiles faintly. "But the gift was something only Wade knew of. What are the biggest gaps that have you concerned?"

He nods slowly. "I didn't know the answer to your first question on the air field." He rubs his chin, "I can't remember my time in college, either. I...was at another school before CBSU. I don't know where. Just...someplace."

Artemis nods. "It seems then that they did not get it all. Perhaps they were hurried. Urth technology is slow. Mayhaps they ran out of time."

Artemis frowns faintly. "Or mayhaps they did not expect to need the details to be so complete that far back in thy past. You could have been designed to convince us only long enough for them to escape."

Victory starts to pace. "No. I don't think that's it. I mean the shoddy work. I think Laksman was rushed. But...tactically, it would make sense to replace me for the...real...Wade Lockwood. It gives a spy for VENOM, and they capture the real article."

Artemis nods as she watches him pace. "Then you may have programming you are unaware of. Mayhaps transmitting the data in secret. I believe that is what Starguard wishes to examine in you. To see if you be threat or safe to release. If he was rushed, perhaps the plan changed. He had not the time to make you fully as a spy."

Artemis motions to his costume. "He must have known the uniform did not match and had not even the time to change them."

Victory nods. "I noticed that I was wearing a different costume. I don't remember that blue one he was wearing. I like the look, though. Maybe...I can make a variant of it. In red."

"It is a relatively new costume. Which makes me think your most recent memories were also not copied over. Hmmm. Yes, red would look nice," Artemis smiles as she looks him over. "I hope if they find any problematic secret programming, they can remove it and you may go free." She looks a bit more concerned. "Though your home is not yours, as are much of the things you remember. It will be difficult. I imagine Starguard will help situate you. I have little I can offer, my Friend, but if you need temporary quarters, I have quarters at Quinn Tower at the Omega Guard base. They may have a spare quarters for you to borrow temporarily."

He smiles at that. "That would be...so very tempting, I have to admit. Thank you. It's very generous. I'll repay you for the kindness." He pauses and then adds, "I would very much like that, actually."

Artemis smiles. Her hand hasn't left the "glass"/questonite. "You need not repay me, Friend Wade. I will make arrangements so you have someplace more welcoming than this cell." She smiles. "You would? Excellent. I was worried it was a poor offer." After a moment's thought, she realizes, "It may be confusing to call you by your name when the original Wade is around at the same time. I...am unsure how to resolve that. But I would be fine calling you by your name when there is no confusion to be had."

Victory places his hand on the glass again. "Thank you. And...you're right. I should go by another name. I'm not sure which name, though. I'll think about it. I don't have a middle name, which would have been the easy fallback."

"You are most welcome," Artemis smiles, keeping her hand to the glass near his. "Perhaps something similar sounding? Easier to recognize it if it does. But I shall call you Wade until you ask me to cease."

Wade nods. "I'll think about it. And feel free to give me some suggestions if you think of any."

Artemis rubs her chin with her free hand. "I am unfamiliar with hooman names, but I will think on it. There is no rush," she smiles. "We must find something that feels right to you."

Wade smiles, somewhat sadly, "You know...it doesn't have to be a human name, especially if I'm not human. But...I don't want to be called like...'TL-50' or something."

Artemis doesn't seem sad at all. She smiles encouragingly. "You are hooman in spirit. Or programming. I will try to learn of hooman names, but I would not call you a number unless you wished it. But mayhaps an Ashildr name. They are closer to hooman names I think? My true full name is Althea Ignathio Constantine."