Toff and GAIA
GAIA Personal Log:
GAIA: I am running simulations of all the ways this could go wrong. They're eating into my processing capacity.
Toff: You're scared. Relax. this is no biggie.
GAIA: We are supervising a force field generator to protect the Dr. Osborne while he removes an explosive device from Mr. Velasques. Much can indeed go wrong.
Toff: Pfft. Either the Doc removes the device without setting it off or it goes off, correct?
GAIA: Yes.
Toff: If he doesn't set it off no problem. If he does ...
GAIA: That is my concern yes. I have grown to enjoy breathing ... or at least being air cooled.
Toff: If the bomb goes off either the force field holds or it doesn't. Right?
GAIA: ... yes.
Toff: It holds then no problem. If it doesn't ... well we probably won't be around after that so again no problem.
GAIA: I have things to do. I am nearly certified as a bonafide life form. I'm just starting ... human stuff with the Ensign.
Toff: Steady. I'll try not to blow up the generator so you will remain intact to perform human stuff with the Ensign. Just do one thing for me?
GAIA: Yes Technical Officer?
Toff: Run and get a couple more armor fibre blankets to throw over the generator. I want to run a check on the field emitters up in sick bay.
GAIA: Yes sir.
Toff: If I ever get my hands on Mr. Tivk for leaving me short handed like this ...
<<Psssht! Psssht!>>
<<Ba-Boom!!>>
GAIA: Toff!! Toff!!
Toff: <Cough> ... here.
GAIA: Damage control and medical help is en route. You look bad ...
Toff: You have a shitty bedside manner.
GAIA: I will work on it after I get the Doc.
Toff: Don't. Go.
GAIA: You're going to die if the Doc doesn't get here soon.
Toff: I guess the force field held on his end. Good. Doc's a good man and a good doctor but he ... would need a time machine to help me.
GAIA: What can I do? Tell me how to help you!
Toff: You can take my hand ... thank you.
GAIA: ... you're welcome. Are you sure you don't want some privacy for this?
Toff: You have ... kind eyes. Always did ...
GAIA: Toff? Toff?!
<<Limits of affective engagements routines exceeded. System Crash. Rebooting.>>
Exec: GAIA? Are you all right?
GAIA: Ma'am!
Exec: It's all right. The crew is looking after the Technical Officer.
GAIA: He made it?
Exec: ... I'm sorry, honey.
GAIA: I didn't want to be here. I thought he'd want some privacy ...
Exec: ... You did fine.
GAIA: I ... don't have the words for this. I'm not human. I'm not sure what I feel now.
Exec: I found you holding his hand.
GAIA: He wanted me too.
Exec: You did fine.
GAIA: I am running simulations of all the ways this could go wrong. They're eating into my processing capacity.
Toff: You're scared. Relax. this is no biggie.
GAIA: We are supervising a force field generator to protect the Dr. Osborne while he removes an explosive device from Mr. Velasques. Much can indeed go wrong.
Toff: Pfft. Either the Doc removes the device without setting it off or it goes off, correct?
GAIA: Yes.
Toff: If he doesn't set it off no problem. If he does ...
GAIA: That is my concern yes. I have grown to enjoy breathing ... or at least being air cooled.
Toff: If the bomb goes off either the force field holds or it doesn't. Right?
GAIA: ... yes.
Toff: It holds then no problem. If it doesn't ... well we probably won't be around after that so again no problem.
GAIA: I have things to do. I am nearly certified as a bonafide life form. I'm just starting ... human stuff with the Ensign.
Toff: Steady. I'll try not to blow up the generator so you will remain intact to perform human stuff with the Ensign. Just do one thing for me?
GAIA: Yes Technical Officer?
Toff: Run and get a couple more armor fibre blankets to throw over the generator. I want to run a check on the field emitters up in sick bay.
GAIA: Yes sir.
Toff: If I ever get my hands on Mr. Tivk for leaving me short handed like this ...
<<Ba-Boom!!>>
GAIA: Toff!! Toff!!
Toff: <Cough> ... here.
GAIA: Damage control and medical help is en route. You look bad ...
Toff: You have a shitty bedside manner.
GAIA: I will work on it after I get the Doc.
Toff: Don't. Go.
GAIA: You're going to die if the Doc doesn't get here soon.
Toff: I guess the force field held on his end. Good. Doc's a good man and a good doctor but he ... would need a time machine to help me.
GAIA: What can I do? Tell me how to help you!
Toff: You can take my hand ... thank you.
GAIA: ... you're welcome. Are you sure you don't want some privacy for this?
Toff: You have ... kind eyes. Always did ...
GAIA: Toff? Toff?!
<<Limits of affective engagements routines exceeded. System Crash. Rebooting.>>
Exec: GAIA? Are you all right?
GAIA: Ma'am!
Exec: It's all right. The crew is looking after the Technical Officer.
GAIA: He made it?
Exec: ... I'm sorry, honey.
GAIA: I didn't want to be here. I thought he'd want some privacy ...
Exec: ... You did fine.
GAIA: I ... don't have the words for this. I'm not human. I'm not sure what I feel now.
Exec: I found you holding his hand.
GAIA: He wanted me too.
Exec: You did fine.
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