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[mrngstr]

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[interminably]

There are certain dietary restrictions I am beholden to. I'm told you have provided the means. Being entirely new and on a strict stipend and wanting to be a law abiding future citizen, I thought this may be the best recourse. As long as this stays between us.

[mrngstr]

It will. I had told Caroline she should send anyone else in her situation may why, so I'm glad she took that to heart.

Just how many of you are there?

[interminably]

Were I to identify someone, could they remain anonymous?

[mrngstr]

Isn't that question an oxymoron?

[interminably]

I think we both know to what I'm referring. There is a second like me, yes, but I know he'd prefer to stay off of your radar. Admittedly, I'm not entirely comfortable being so honest myself, but, desperate times.

[mrngstr]

I can't help him if I don't know who he is. Caroline can attest to the fact that I've kept her condition a secret.

[interminably]

( Just making executive decisions. He'll inform Kol after. )

His name is Kol. He's my brother.

[mrngstr]

All right, that was my guess.

How about Hope?

[interminably]

You'd be wise to stick to names I give you. If Hope were involved, I would mention Hope. Please don't mention my daughter again.

[mrngstr]

You all have the same last name. Seemed worth asking, but fine.

[interminably]

Not everything is worth asking. Thank you for the help with me and my brother.

[mrngstr]

I'll need to get everything set up and then I'll let you know where you'll need to go to pick up the blood packs.

[interminably]

You can reach me at this -- mental link, or whatever.

[mrngstr]

Yeah, I know how it works.

[interminably]

El, good morning, if you experience such things as morning in your state. It seems that my brother has left my daughter and I alone in this version of someone's climate change-addled future. Would there be a way to transfer certain hard won assets from one to another? Say of the same blood?

[mrngstr]

To be crystal clear about this, what would I be transferring to who? Since you got prickly last time.

[interminably]

Yes, I should apologize ( To a sentient AI. ) I'm getting rather used to being so open about my daughter, which is a story intended for another time, but one I assure you is worth hearing. Hope is not in need of blood, and any implication that she was did land wrong for me. In this case, my brother, Kol received payment for helping in New Beijing, in the form of a monthly stipend and what I assume includes the apartment we shared.

[mrngstr]

I assume this payment came from Cassius?

[interminably]

So, you AI's are aware of one another. Yes, I do believe Cassius is the original provider.

[mrngstr]

Right. You're new.

If Cassius is the one who originally granted your brother the stipend, then chances are I'm not going to be able to touch any of that. You'd probably be better off asking him.

[interminably]

We didn't really ... get on.

[mrngstr]

All right, then do you have any details for how Cassius set up this arrangement for your brother? Where are the credits coming from?

[interminably]

I believe money was funneled into an account he had access to, and toward rent. Incidentals. As for the source of these credits, that I'm not privy to. Where do AI manage to acquire such riches?

[mrngstr]

It depends on what kind of connections Cassius has now, and I'm not privy to that information.

I'll see if I can dig into the source of the money transfers, but no promises.

[interminably]

I believe we're paid until the end of the month and I can live off of what he provided me until then. Thank you, El. If you come through with this, I will owe you one.