Aynea had turned around standing, giving her back to her lover as she looked up over the horizon's sky for an impending frigate. Her head leaned back so that the corner of her left eye met Circe's own.
"I'm flattered.... But you should have known better. You don't just play with fire, and soak the matches in gasoline. You've only done it to yourself."
She paused, caught mid-breath by Circe's next sentence. Stunned for a moment, she quickly turned around, walking up to Circe on the floor and kneeling by her. Her hands laid down on the saber's hilt, slowly grasping and feeling them out. If for only but a moment, her heart felt everything it's wielder felt.
"TM, belay that bounty. Put it on hold until further instructions. Execute order A-7x and B-9a. Circe... I am going to wipe this galaxy clean of your wrongdoings... but I can't do that without your allowance. C'mon.... Let's get you home."
Aynea pulled down the sleeve of her sweeping yellow robes to wipe the tears clean from her lover's eyes. She tried to lift her up from under the arms, cuffing her in her own and holding her close.
Operational Order A-7x was a command to slice, index and copy absolutely all data from Circe's persona. B-9a was a one-way, irreversible command for complete purging of a target, be it person, place or thing in question. All of it, it was all already underway. The new campaign had already just begun.
Alli and every other individual ever experimented or culled by Circe, their children resulting from interactions with Circe would all be systematically exterminated. It was an intentionally vague and irreversible order, designed initially in programming to eliminate potential operational compromises or leaks. Only a higher-priority command that conflicted it would cause it to be permanently dismissed.
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