Azirly
Character
[member="Tempest"]
Touching down the freighter she had use of for the time being, Azirly had the passing curiosity of whether she ought to leave the ship in standby instead of shutting it off in case someone noticed something were amiss. Not that she was aiming to cause any trouble, just yet at least. However, she felt somewhat concerned about what might happen if one of her fellow Eldorai detected she wasn't quite who she used to be. Especially if that Eldorai happened to be a force user.
After all, she was a machine now. At least mostly? Archangel had swore they had ensured the transfer of her essence was perfect during the entechment process. She remembered waking up afterwards, and the directors and others had said a force user working with the company had verified the entechment process worked correctly in that regard. She trusted them on that. It had to be true, and since it was she owed the Archangel group so much. Their offer to grant her this powerful mechanical body, immortal and superior to her old flesh organic form, was so incredible and generous.
Azirly had no doubts she was firmly indebted to Archangel since the one representative she had ran into in that bar not so long ago had listened to her tale and offered to help her. They had made her strong enough so she might return and do something, and that she could work towards bringing her race into true ascension in the Age of Steel. Truly it had to be the goddesses wish for it to be. This was certainly a gift for anyone, especially the Eldorai who couldn't use the force. She would attempt to enter into the Firemane company to gain acceptance so she could begin to properly do the work needed to bring about the glorious evolution of her people.
Of course, Azirly's current mind was unaware of having her fierce belief and loyalty programmed into her since becoming a Human Replica Droid. Well Eldorai Replica Droid technically. Her organic mind and essence believing in Archangel's cause without a shadow of a doubt and unaware it was not her own will. Nor that her entechment had been more forced than offered either, or that there was another, more logical and pure side of her that could and would take over in moments her organic persona might accidentally deviate or cause overt inefficiency.
Returning to the current events though, Azirly opted to fully put the ship down. She was an Eldorai, no different than before. Her body was just superior now and her mind more capable of knowledge, but she was still herself after all. She believed in Archangel that her soul truly resided within her mechanical figure now. The force users on kaeshana and within the Firemane company would sense that. The only thing she would likely have to watch is getting shot doing work for Firemane and having her frame and chassis exposed or going too far in training, but she could easily regulate the latter with her memory data of her old physical levels, though it probably wouldn't hurt to go beyond them a little. After all, she had accepted the offer for this better body so she could prove those without the force were merit worthy on her homeworld.
Stepping down the ramp of the ship, Azirly wondered about the sort of people she'd be meeting and be required to make an impression on. Whoever it was she wouldn't fail. She would be accepted into the company and her world and give Archangel a foothold to liberate it into the purity of immortal metal.
Touching down the freighter she had use of for the time being, Azirly had the passing curiosity of whether she ought to leave the ship in standby instead of shutting it off in case someone noticed something were amiss. Not that she was aiming to cause any trouble, just yet at least. However, she felt somewhat concerned about what might happen if one of her fellow Eldorai detected she wasn't quite who she used to be. Especially if that Eldorai happened to be a force user.
After all, she was a machine now. At least mostly? Archangel had swore they had ensured the transfer of her essence was perfect during the entechment process. She remembered waking up afterwards, and the directors and others had said a force user working with the company had verified the entechment process worked correctly in that regard. She trusted them on that. It had to be true, and since it was she owed the Archangel group so much. Their offer to grant her this powerful mechanical body, immortal and superior to her old flesh organic form, was so incredible and generous.
Azirly had no doubts she was firmly indebted to Archangel since the one representative she had ran into in that bar not so long ago had listened to her tale and offered to help her. They had made her strong enough so she might return and do something, and that she could work towards bringing her race into true ascension in the Age of Steel. Truly it had to be the goddesses wish for it to be. This was certainly a gift for anyone, especially the Eldorai who couldn't use the force. She would attempt to enter into the Firemane company to gain acceptance so she could begin to properly do the work needed to bring about the glorious evolution of her people.
Of course, Azirly's current mind was unaware of having her fierce belief and loyalty programmed into her since becoming a Human Replica Droid. Well Eldorai Replica Droid technically. Her organic mind and essence believing in Archangel's cause without a shadow of a doubt and unaware it was not her own will. Nor that her entechment had been more forced than offered either, or that there was another, more logical and pure side of her that could and would take over in moments her organic persona might accidentally deviate or cause overt inefficiency.
Returning to the current events though, Azirly opted to fully put the ship down. She was an Eldorai, no different than before. Her body was just superior now and her mind more capable of knowledge, but she was still herself after all. She believed in Archangel that her soul truly resided within her mechanical figure now. The force users on kaeshana and within the Firemane company would sense that. The only thing she would likely have to watch is getting shot doing work for Firemane and having her frame and chassis exposed or going too far in training, but she could easily regulate the latter with her memory data of her old physical levels, though it probably wouldn't hurt to go beyond them a little. After all, she had accepted the offer for this better body so she could prove those without the force were merit worthy on her homeworld.
Stepping down the ramp of the ship, Azirly wondered about the sort of people she'd be meeting and be required to make an impression on. Whoever it was she wouldn't fail. She would be accepted into the company and her world and give Archangel a foothold to liberate it into the purity of immortal metal.