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Continue Pursuit protocol.

The dragon formerly known as Dream Searcher followed the command without comment.

She hadn't spoken much since the chip had been attached to her forehead and the voice began telling her where to go. Sure, there had been some time at the beginning when she wanted to really argue with it and push against the intrusive thoughts, but that inner voice had died down. What resistance she had managed to eek out was exhausted within a few hours of being reduced to the artificial intelligence's host. How could a single mind, only one of many enslaved by this endlessly powerful intellect, remain standing forever against its overwhelming force of will? The mechanical tool had already infiltrated every thought, now it was finding stronger ways to control.

She jumped from a rooftop and spread her wings to reduce the fall. A thermal vent caught her and reduced the dronified body's descent into a glide. The slave could then adjust posture and catch the nearest surface so she could follow after the fleeing organic more easily. Her sharp eyes were clear in their machine-granted purpose, focused even if they appeared that small bit hazy. There was this lack of [i]person[/i] behind them, a complete and utter lack of determination. The drone known as Dream was more clear minded than she'd ever been, though the cost was reducing her mind to nothing more than a biological computer. A beacon for which she would obey her impersonal owner.

Subject at 12 meters. Subdue and control.

"Affirmative."

Her first words came without recognition of what they were. Did they actually come from Dream, or were they merely part of the computer speaking through her? Those questions would never be asked, much less answered, as they were stifled by the ever present voice. The days that had passed since she'd been installed were ones that made sure that this computer learned every inch of her mind and twisted every neuron around itself. She couldn't even begin to think of where her own thoughts started and her Owner ended. It was as if they were the same thing now, something which should have put the powerful dragon in a state of terror or rage. She could feel the last pieces of her 'self' ebbing away in the eternal tide of mechanical power.

Yet she felt nothing. Not for her mind, nor for the fox super she had pinned to the ground. There was no emotion or feeling when her hand reached forward to push the chip against the newly captured raw material's face, nor did it register on any level when the servant to be stopped moving. Their eyes soon held the same emptiness, an identical void of personality.

"Pursue further." Dream said, her voice and the machine's one and the same.

"Affirmative." her fellow slave said, rising to begin finding more.

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Drawn by someone I can't remember (sorry about that!)

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Description
Continue Pursuit protocol.

The dragon formerly known as Dream Searcher followed the command without comment.

She hadn't spoken much since the chip had been attached to her forehead and the voice began telling her where to go. Sure, there had been some time at the beginning when she wanted to really argue with it and push against the intrusive thoughts, but that inner voice had died down. What resistance she had managed to eek out was exhausted within a few hours of being reduced to the artificial intelligence's host. How could a single mind, only one of many enslaved by this endlessly powerful intellect, remain standing forever against its overwhelming force of will? The mechanical tool had already infiltrated every thought, now it was finding stronger ways to control.

She jumped from a rooftop and spread her wings to reduce the fall. A thermal vent caught her and reduced the dronified body's descent into a glide. The slave could then adjust posture and catch the nearest surface so she could follow after the fleeing organic more easily. Her sharp eyes were clear in their machine-granted purpose, focused even if they appeared that small bit hazy. There was this lack of [i]person[/i] behind them, a complete and utter lack of determination. The drone known as Dream was more clear minded than she'd ever been, though the cost was reducing her mind to nothing more than a biological computer. A beacon for which she would obey her impersonal owner.

Subject at 12 meters. Subdue and control.

"Affirmative."

Her first words came without recognition of what they were. Did they actually come from Dream, or were they merely part of the computer speaking through her? Those questions would never be asked, much less answered, as they were stifled by the ever present voice. The days that had passed since she'd been installed were ones that made sure that this computer learned every inch of her mind and twisted every neuron around itself. She couldn't even begin to think of where her own thoughts started and her Owner ended. It was as if they were the same thing now, something which should have put the powerful dragon in a state of terror or rage. She could feel the last pieces of her 'self' ebbing away in the eternal tide of mechanical power.

Yet she felt nothing. Not for her mind, nor for the fox super she had pinned to the ground. There was no emotion or feeling when her hand reached forward to push the chip against the newly captured raw material's face, nor did it register on any level when the servant to be stopped moving. Their eyes soon held the same emptiness, an identical void of personality.

"Pursue further." Dream said, her voice and the machine's one and the same.

"Affirmative." her fellow slave said, rising to begin finding more.

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Drawn by someone I can't remember (sorry about that!)

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