Alisa Reinford (
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midnightstar2018-02-21 09:54 pm
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Since graduating from the Academy, life has been..interesting for Alisa, to say the least. She's been kept very busy, since she was upholding her promise to her mother on showing her the proper way to run the company, and it wasn't easy to put in those changes. Though it would have been a lot harder if she didn't have the support of those around her. But because of that, she hadn't been able to get time to get to visit Rean as much as she liked.
Translation: As much as she liked = every day. She did get to visit - or vice versa - at least on the weekend, and she talked to him almost every night thanks to the range on the ARCUS. Just as finished up for the night, she made her way up to the penthouse, glancing around to make sure she was alone (And you never know with Sharon) in order to take out her ARCUS once more and see if she could get a hold of Rean before bed. She was planning on seeing if he was in the area - alternatively, she was sure she could get away for a visit, if he wasn't busy.
Translation: As much as she liked = every day. She did get to visit - or vice versa - at least on the weekend, and she talked to him almost every night thanks to the range on the ARCUS. Just as finished up for the night, she made her way up to the penthouse, glancing around to make sure she was alone (And you never know with Sharon) in order to take out her ARCUS once more and see if she could get a hold of Rean before bed. She was planning on seeing if he was in the area - alternatively, she was sure she could get away for a visit, if he wasn't busy.
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That being said, Alisa didn't want to linger, so once the food was set out, she exchanged a few more pleasantries before excusing herself, since she wasn't there on business and didn't want to get held up with questions. "Over this way-" Alisa murmured to Rean, pointing at a door - there was a large tinted glass window that looked into the room, and for some reason, said window had one or two cracks in it.
Alisa looked a little puzzled, but she walked inot the room anyway - once inside, the room was fairly spacious. There was a computer system, one or two chairs and benches, and a smaller table on which there was a small round object that strangely looked a lot like the happiness hare Rean had made for Alisa what seemed like forever ago. Only made of metal, of course.
"There it is." Alisa grinned, "Let's see if it'll activate."
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As he drew up close to Alisa, his eyes landed on the device in the observed room. The design jumped up at him right away.
"What..."
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Focused entirely on the computer screen as it's connected to the little unit on the table, "Let's see... it shouldn't be a problem --Ahah! Here we go.."
Words appeared on the screen as Alisa typed away on the keyboard. Her login credentials, followed by confirmation of the login and secret code, which then got her into the actual system. A moment later, there was a soft hum and a cute little chime emitted from the unit, as the previously dark eyes suddenly lit up a bright blue.
"Unable to identify user. Please state user identification." Said the Unit in an almost cold, mechanical voice.
"Alisa Reinford."
"Registering." Beep beep. "Registration complete." And then the voice changes to one far less mechanical, and almost friendly, the mechanical bunny ear-like antennae swiveling slightly before turning in Rean's direction. "RUMU unit active. Good morning Alisa." It ... says this to Rean though. Silly thing.
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"Not quite RUMU. I'm Rean. Alisa is over there." He said pointing to the blonde. He was talking to the little machine as naturally as he would to a small child though. talking to artificial entities did become second nature thanks to all his time spent with Valimar.
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Alisa giggled, "Good morning, RUMU." She glanced at Rean a little shyly, "You've.. probably noticed about its design already. The RUMU units were created to be a sort of low-cost unit for the disabled, or playmate for children, or just a general helper around the house. Though it's not actually been tested out in 'field' yet." She was thinking of bringing one to the penthouse later, to see how it worked.
"When we were discussing the designs, I wanted to have something harmless and cute... to offset the things that have come out of Reinford before, and I remembered when we were in Ymir, and you made me that hare." It was unbearably cute, so it was perfect. "Of course it's nowhere near as advanced as Valimar or anything. It's learning capability is much more limited."
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"I thought i recognized it. Yet I have to say that design definitely suits it. You are quite the cute little critter." He said turning a smile over to Rumu. Alisa's explanation made perfect sense though.
"Oh he can help around the house too? How exactly?" he asked curiously.
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"Understood, Alisa." It chirped back at her. "At present this Rumu unit is capable of:" and its voice suddenly shifted out of the cheerful tone to one more mechanical again. "Cleaning: Interior Homes. Cleaning: Exterior Homes. Entertainment/Play Mode Subheading Children And/Or Pets. Entertainment/Music Mode, Entertainment/Reading Mode. Deliveries: Subheading - Load not to exceed 15 torim. Accessing-"
"That's enough, Rumu." Alisa said quickly. She glanced over at Rean, "Sorry, it looks like that was a bug. I'll have them look into the voice pattern programming and fix that. But That's only part of what it can do anyway. It's also supposed to be able to be able to contact someone if the person it's registered to need help."
The Rumu Unit suddenly beeped and lifted off of its charge base, "Is help required, Alisa? Rumu Unit is not detecting any signs of distress. Please state your emergency."
Alisa looked momentarily startled, and quickly waved her hand, "No no no, I was just - it's fine, Rumu, I'm sorry." Ahaha, she's.. going to have to be careful what she says too apparently.
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"Still this is amazing. And it's so cute in the design too. I can already tell this little guy will be real popular with kids." Rean chuckled softly while Alisa had to correct the little machine again.
"He' still pretty damn good even for a prototype. You have a solid foundation here."
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Alisa glanced at Rean, "Well I have you to thank about its design. I wouldn't ever have thought about the happiness hare if not for that day in Ymir, and if Rumu can bring a little happiness to people, it's more than worth it."
Rumu bonked into the window briefly, recorrected its path, and puttered on. Alisa studied the window thoughtfully, "I do wonder how it got cracked like that though. Those windows are supposed to be reinforced against things like bullets and blunt force impacts, and no one told me anything about there being any accidents here."
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"I agree" he nodded softly before crouching down to get a closer look at the small machine.
"Hmmm maybe a bug with its means of transport. Like lack of brakes maybe?"
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"Ah - I...wasn't aware it was you, Miss Alisa. Do forgive me." He glanced at Rean, suddenly frowning, "However regardless of your status within the company even you know that bringing..." He stared at Rean again, suddenly trailing off thoughtfully.
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"The design of your product is based on a tradition of Ymir. Which happens to be my hometown. Alisa simply wished to show it to me for that reason. I was actually going to praise your work for such a fine quality prototype. But since my presence here is not wanted I suppose my appreciation is likewise."
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Alisa straightened with Rumu in her hands, "I've already noticed some bugs in the Rumu unit, that I'll be directing you and the rest of the team into looking at." She placed the RUMU unit back on its charger. "I exepct that those issues will be ironed out by the next meeting?"
"Ah - yes, of course...! I can assure you, that won't be a problem whotsoever -" He was backpedaling so fast, he was breaking speed limits.
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The man swallowed slightly as Alisa made her way over to the computer terminal, "I'll be sending a report in a day or two. Once you work out the problems outlined, send me one of the prototype units and I'll test it out myself." Of course, by then Rean will have left, so her report will probably end up being a little... harsher than it normally would. Sheglanced to Rean and nodded, motioning for him to follow her.
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"Are you okay?" he asked softly as the tow walked off.
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Hearing Rean speak up though, Alisa sighed, slowing her steps a little as she glanced towards him, "... Yeah, I'm fine.." She gave him a slight smile, "He's not the only one like that." She frowned, "I was hoping he wouldn't be there today." Not just to avoid him noticing Rean and potentially causing a problem, but because he was a butt.
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"Ah I see. Still it takes a harsher approach like that to handle his type so you can't be blamed for having that outburst~"
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"If you think so then it has to be true~"
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Unless they go outside of Roer.
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"With you, I would go anywhere~" If they ran into Sharon then oh well. He would take his lumps and deal with it best he could.
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In any event he might be able to resist the temptation to put his arm around her, but she doesn't resist leaning against him as she watches the display light up to call the elevator. From the lobby. All the way to their floor. It's going to take less time than she wants it to, isn't it?
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