Walking through the White Room, where he had been for the past several days now Lucien traversed the path over to the table where he kept one of the things he had been working on. It was almost done, soon he would be ready to take the fight against the Anrufe to a whole new level. Looking at the disassembled pieces of the constructor system, Lucien held out his palms glowing red. The pieces lifted into the air glowing red and began to form into something else. Entering into a trance, Lucien did not notice his book was forming something. The book turned on the AI of the room, the care taker that had been left by the father of the host it currently had, Lucien Dolos. The AI?s advice was needed when attempting to make such a big piece of technology. Not that it was big or anything, but it was a difficult science to understand this technology was. More over, the book was deeply concerned for Lucien as he had not a single piece of tech that had not been stolen from the Narrikian databanks by Delta. It was time to change that.
?Hello AI??
