(August Catch-All) The Things We Do

[unclesam]

CHARACTERS: Sam Wilson & You (Open + Closed Starters)
LOCATION: Various aboard the station
DATE: Immediately post mission + the days after.
CONTENT: Catch-all prompts for post mission feelings
WARNINGS: Will be added to Top Levels

[ Top Levels in comments:
Infirmary: angsty hurt people after returning from the mission
Mess Hall: the evening post mission, after the food delivery, alcohol is on the table
Simulation Room: the day after the mission, sam disappears and can be found zoned out in the simulation room
Training Room: hot dude working up a sweat while training, various days post mission
Lab and Tech Storage: redwing is the best boi, fight me (and Sam)
TBA: maybe closed starters for Bucky/Natasha?

If you'd like a closed starter or have a different kind of thread idea for which none of these setups work, feel free to hit me at inkcharm, Discord inkcharm#4573 or send me a PM. ]

Comments

[unclesam]

[ They're very much alike in this. Sam's regret, for one, is not one that will soothe an ache in him. Giving someone another chance whom he failed to save, not because her death haunts him, but because he genuinely believes she didn't deserve to die - and he'd rather have her alive and continuing to loathe him or even try to kill him, than to have her last moment be a painful, slow death in his arms.

But if he gets personal missions like last time - the directive not to help anyone? Well. He'll fail those without a second thought, for much the same reasons Jim would.

Sam takes the earpiece out, taps it against the table, then slides it aside, and gestures for Jim to do the same - when he does, Sam puts a spare glass over them upside down before he speaks again: ]

Can only speak for myself, but... ain't so much that I believe it at face value. More that we seem to have little other option for the time being than to go along. [ He swirls his drink around the glass once, twice. Jim opened this direction, so... ] What do you make of Viveca?

[winscenario]

[ There are always people who don't deserve to die, Jim's seen plenty of that unfortunately. His own regret wasn't exactly a conscious choice, though. More like a vague, blurred dream that turned into him turning up here. It's one other reason why he's suspicious of this whole mission system, and the desire for the commander to have them get the orbs for him. He didn't even agree, at least not with all the information available, and more and more he learns new things that remind him exactly of how little he knows about what they're truly doing here.

He takes the earpiece out too, setting it aside. Not sure he believes it'll make much of a difference, if Viveca wants to keep tabs on them she'll have other ways, but if it gives Sam some peace of mind... ]

There are always options. Mine, right now, is not to get involved in these missions without knowing everything about it.

[ And even then— he doesn't know what the orbs are for. He doesn't want to contribute to some insane plot to destroy the universe or conquer everything in their paths. He won't be a part of that. ]

Not sure. I haven't spoken to her directly yet, so I can't say much in that regard. She might just be an entity programmed to look after the ship, or she might be the ship... I'll have to talk to her sometime. At the very least I'd like to figure out whether she's sentient or not.

[unclesam]

She seems...

[ Sam pauses, frowns a little. It's hard to put into words, and he's not unbiased here. The fact that she's presenting as some form of caretaker, the fact that she can appear sympathetic and empathetic, while also mimicking Karli that closely...

It's messing with his ability to stay impartial to her. He wonders if the same's true for Bucky. If they're falling for a cruel trick. Sam knows that Viveca may just be a highly advanced program, something sending exactly the right signals to trick him into feeling attached to a few pre-written lines of code. Damn if it isn't working, and he kind of hates that. ]

I don't know if she can feel, if she can think for herself. She's real good at seeming like it, though. Real good at selling the company line, too - if that's what it is.

[ He's just not sure if she's something that speaks for itself, or a mouthpiece for whatever the Commander wants her to say. Or a little bit of both. Jarvis, Ultron, or Vision?

Sam can't tell. ]

[winscenario]

I don't know if we'll ever figure that out. The best we can do right now is be cautious and stay impartial towards her, as well as the Commander. Assuming he's an actual real entity that exists.

[ Jim at least doesn't think anyone has met this Commander in person, so it's entirely possible that he's just another aspect of the ship's system, the AI's programming, or a whole other AI inhabiting the same station. An entirely worrying thought, that there might not be any one person actually running this ship. ]

They only seem to give so much value to life, so if they are sentient, I'd say we might be— well, fucked in the long run.

[unclesam]

There's always the other option, of course. AI becoming advanced enough to want to buck its creator and side with the underdog humans.

[ But not every AI is Jarvis, and not every AI is Ultron, so not every byproduct ends up the Vision. ]

You're our resident space guy, right? You ever encounter anything like this before?

[winscenario]

Guess so. But we don't have nearly enough information just yet to make any assumptions either way.

[ Sounds like they'll have to wait and see. Possibly play along, for the time being, if nothing else then simply so they can gather more information. ]

Not sure I'm the only resident space guy, but— no, I've never seen an AI this advanced. Our ship's computers have a voice interface but that's about it; they're nowhere near as advanced as this. [ He tilts his head. ] What about you? You seem to know your fair share about artificial intelligence.

[unclesam]

Let's call it distant second hand experience. I worked with some people who were really into that sorta stuff.

[ Sam shrugs lightly. ]

I can keep up on some engineering with my own gear, but I ain't the guy for AI questions. Those aren't here.

[ Yet. Sam's perhaps being a little modest on his own engineering capabilities - he's more than able to handle calibrating and fixing Redwing, nevermind working with the drone, and Redwing's not exactly a minor feat of engineering. He's just not the guy to go to in order to build something like it, nevermind for anything related to programming. ]

Also worked with a guy who started his existence as an AI. So Viveca might not be the most advanced thing I've ever seen, technically. Sadly don't mean I can gauge where programming stops and something else begins with her.

[winscenario]

[ He and Sam are much the same in that regard, then. Jim's better than the average at engineering, actually if he hadn't been hellbent on becoming a Captain he'd likely have been an engineer, but he's made it more of a hobby since. He can definitely hold his own when it comes to fixing, upgrading or finetuning existing equipment, and simpler things he can put together by following the blueprints, but he doesn't have quite enough knowledge or practice to just invent something out of the blue.

It's useful and important work nonetheless, but indeed nothing quite close to working with AI systems. Jim can't even begin to understand how those work, though he can empathize with the humanistic aspect of pretty much creating a kind of life form. ]

Even if you could, you can't say for certain what her goals are, what her true nature is. People come in all shapes and sizes, and I imagine the same can be said for non-organic life forms, whether or not they're created by someone else.