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"You're being reassigned"
I stood there, staring at Seth like he had just shot me.
Reassigned? Maybe I didn't understand what that meant in this context. I queried a definition and nope. I got it. Can they do that?
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SecUnit is reassigned to another ship for a supposedly low risk mission. ART hates the idea immediately.
Unfortunately, ART is right.
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07 May 2026
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dual analysis in construct psychology and fluid viscosity by crawlingvoid
Fandoms: The Murderbot Diaries - Martha Wells
21 Feb 2026
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The way ART’s systems are laid out, there’s a series of smaller reactors that power the non-engine portions of the ship. They feed into the engine’s power supply, but are still ultimately separate from it - the engine has its own, larger reactor, and only takes power from the smaller ones as backup (Far as I know, it can go the other way, too, but that’s not important.) I don’t know the details, and all that’s really important here is that some fuel maintenance had to be done on them, and I’m there too.
Matteo chatters idly as we walk, something about the reactor and its specs and the tritium-based fuel sludge used to feed ART’s smaller reactors. I keep them on one of my second processing tracks, and focus a larger part of my attention on the serial ART and I have up in the feed.
Overall, it was a pretty normal cycle.
Then, something changed once I entered the first reactor chamber.
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SecUnit watches a reactor refuel, and it thinks to itself: "I think I huave malware."
Then, it has a crisis about it.Bookmarked by CleotheMothPerson
03 May 2026
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11 Apr 2026
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ART said, more cautiously than I was used to from it, This is more akin to physical touch than what you usually find tolerable.
I knew that, but I didn’t like thinking about it. It was fine.
ART took me at my word for it, and having it squish me became part of the things we did when I was anxious or plagued by stress toxins in my system. Sometimes I asked it to do it even when I was feeling okay. It was a nice feeling. At the time I thought of it as comfortable and relaxing. Without someone physically present touching me, it registered more like the pressure of being underwater, and that just didn’t repulse me like touching skin did.
It’s true that it was relaxing, but the reason I liked it so much was secretly that it felt good. I hadn’t even admitted it to myself at the time, but I kept asking ART to squeeze me, and eventually things escalated.
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08 Apr 2026
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The thing was I knew it was stupid. All of it, all of the parts. Especially the part where I was even considering it. But ART didn’t have to ask.
And I didn’t have to let it in, so I did.
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- Part 1 of sandbox environment
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27 Mar 2026