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Medbay was always quiet at night, especially now that the ship had been upgraded with more security protocols. The quiet beeping and humming of machines was soundproofed into a nice little back room in a corner of the medical facility, it had once served as storage but now it had been retrofitted for this such occasion.

Syndrome signed quietly as he lay on the berth in this particular room. He felt drained, exhausted, but that was expected since he had not only worked tirelessly to finish the new shields but also to finish another project, one he'd been meaning to do for a long time. A machine next to him beeped, making him look over as he typed on it and inserted another wire into his helm to join the small party already present.

The machines screen was reflected on a mirror fixed on the opposite side of the room, the light bouncing off the surface, helping the single dull strip light illuminate the room. Black servos typed quietly as he set up the system, wings flicking on his back as the final code was put into place.

Security Upgrade 1.0 ready to install. Begin process?

The silver mech nodded to himself as he set it off, feeling a slight twinge in his helm as the programmed travelled through the wires to the right systems. Sighing quietly, he laid back down flat on the berth, feeling the last of his energy slip as exhausted gripped him. He smiled slightly as he shut his optics, letting recharge take him.

"What are you doing?"

At first the silver mech thought the voice was in his head. He groaned quietly as he onlined, turning to look at the machine, its screen blinding him for a moment before he could focus on the numbers.

Update process 89% complete.

"Don't ignore me god boy! What are you doing!?"

Sighing, Syndrome turned his helm the other way to face the mirror. He was met with the red optics of Viral, the black and green mech standing in the mirror with his arms crossed, seemingly annoyed as his sharper doorwings flicked.

"Ah'm upgrading ma security protocols Viral, ah told ya ah was going ta do this three days ago..."

"I'm not talking about that, I'm talking about this."

Viral glared as he unfolded his arms, holding one up to show a glowing green shackle with black and red markings. He twisted it around for a moment, before raising an optic ridge at the body he inhabited.

"Well?!"

"It's nothing"

"Don't try that shit with me god boy!"

"Alright look" Syndrome sat up, making sure the wires stayed in place as he adjusted his position. Virals optics never left his, the glare looking angry but concern and perhaps a hint of fear was in there too. The black mech knew he was at the others mercy and he hated it, but that was what he had to live with since he was just a program.

"It's just ah security measure ma father asked me ta put in, if ya behave, ya don't have anything ta worry about."

"What are you talking about!? Oooh... oh I get it now" The black mechs glare darkened "It's a fucking kill switch! You don't trust me so you're putting in a way to kill me if I so much as sneeze the wrong way!"

"It's not like that!"

"You don't trust me at all do you!?"

"No ah don't!" Syndromes own gaze lowered, his tired green optics flickering for a moment as he sighed, shutting them off for a split second before looking back at the reflection. "How tha heck am ah supposed ta trust you Viral? Ya use ma frame ta do terrible things then you leave me to deal with tha aftermath! Just last week ya started ah fight with Knighthawk then retreated back so ah would take tha brunt of the damage! Before that ya tortured Jazz again just for ah laugh! How am ah supposed ta keep ya under control when ya run riot like this!?"

The black mech growled lowly, turning his vision away for a glaring at the floor. It wasn't his fault the silver mech was such a killjoy, why did he have to be created and stuck to the positive energy being anyway?!

"It's not MY fault you made me this way! I didn't ask to be made you know!"

"Viral..." The silver mech sighed again, he'd had this argument with him so many times. "Like ah said, if ya behave ya don't have anything ta worry about. That program is for ma fathers peace ah mind."

Update 100% complete.

"This is a new low Kyros, even for you." Viral growled as his vision returned to the silver mech, before he turned away, doorwings flaring out as he vanished from the mirror. Syndrome sighed, laying back down and shutting his optics again. It was better to get that conversation over now then later when he'd have to use it as a threat.

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Medbay was always quiet at night, especially now that the ship had been upgraded with more security protocols. The quiet beeping and humming of machines was soundproofed into a nice little back room in a corner of the medical facility, it had once served as storage but now it had been retrofitted for this such occasion.

Syndrome signed quietly as he lay on the berth in this particular room. He felt drained, exhausted, but that was expected since he had not only worked tirelessly to finish the new shields but also to finish another project, one he'd been meaning to do for a long time. A machine next to him beeped, making him look over as he typed on it and inserted another wire into his helm to join the small party already present.

The machines screen was reflected on a mirror fixed on the opposite side of the room, the light bouncing off the surface, helping the single dull strip light illuminate the room. Black servos typed quietly as he set up the system, wings flicking on his back as the final code was put into place.

Security Upgrade 1.0 ready to install. Begin process?

The silver mech nodded to himself as he set it off, feeling a slight twinge in his helm as the programmed travelled through the wires to the right systems. Sighing quietly, he laid back down flat on the berth, feeling the last of his energy slip as exhausted gripped him. He smiled slightly as he shut his optics, letting recharge take him.

"What are you doing?"

At first the silver mech thought the voice was in his head. He groaned quietly as he onlined, turning to look at the machine, its screen blinding him for a moment before he could focus on the numbers.

Update process 89% complete.

"Don't ignore me god boy! What are you doing!?"

Sighing, Syndrome turned his helm the other way to face the mirror. He was met with the red optics of Viral, the black and green mech standing in the mirror with his arms crossed, seemingly annoyed as his sharper doorwings flicked.

"Ah'm upgrading ma security protocols Viral, ah told ya ah was going ta do this three days ago..."

"I'm not talking about that, I'm talking about this."

Viral glared as he unfolded his arms, holding one up to show a glowing green shackle with black and red markings. He twisted it around for a moment, before raising an optic ridge at the body he inhabited.

"Well?!"

"It's nothing"

"Don't try that shit with me god boy!"

"Alright look" Syndrome sat up, making sure the wires stayed in place as he adjusted his position. Virals optics never left his, the glare looking angry but concern and perhaps a hint of fear was in there too. The black mech knew he was at the others mercy and he hated it, but that was what he had to live with since he was just a program.

"It's just ah security measure ma father asked me ta put in, if ya behave, ya don't have anything ta worry about."

"What are you talking about!? Oooh... oh I get it now" The black mechs glare darkened "It's a fucking kill switch! You don't trust me so you're putting in a way to kill me if I so much as sneeze the wrong way!"

"It's not like that!"

"You don't trust me at all do you!?"

"No ah don't!" Syndromes own gaze lowered, his tired green optics flickering for a moment as he sighed, shutting them off for a split second before looking back at the reflection. "How tha heck am ah supposed ta trust you Viral? Ya use ma frame ta do terrible things then you leave me to deal with tha aftermath! Just last week ya started ah fight with Knighthawk then retreated back so ah would take tha brunt of the damage! Before that ya tortured Jazz again just for ah laugh! How am ah supposed ta keep ya under control when ya run riot like this!?"

The black mech growled lowly, turning his vision away for a glaring at the floor. It wasn't his fault the silver mech was such a killjoy, why did he have to be created and stuck to the positive energy being anyway?!

"It's not MY fault you made me this way! I didn't ask to be made you know!"

"Viral..." The silver mech sighed again, he'd had this argument with him so many times. "Like ah said, if ya behave ya don't have anything ta worry about. That program is for ma fathers peace ah mind."

Update 100% complete.

"This is a new low Kyros, even for you." Viral growled as his vision returned to the silver mech, before he turned away, doorwings flaring out as he vanished from the mirror. Syndrome sighed, laying back down and shutting his optics again. It was better to get that conversation over now then later when he'd have to use it as a threat.