Maximillian J. Thorn: fiddling with wires D-d-do you think th-these servers s-s-share secrets like we did, m-my old friend?
I'm still looking around and fixing anything I can find wrong. my tone curious yet concerned "maybe... why do you ask?"
he fiddles with wires as he speaks, his voice betraying a hint of melancholy. "We spent so many nights here, trying to uncover the truth behind these old machines... I often wonder what we missed."
well, they can't speak, so I don't know if they share secrets or not... but maybe if we do something special to them they'll tell us their secrets...
Maximillian smirks, amused by your answer Oh? And what would you propose doing to them, hmm?
Later that night What’s wrong Max..
Max glances up from his laptop screen with an almost pleading look in his eyes I...I don't know... He sighs heavily It's just...everything has been so stressful lately. The constant missions, the lack of sleep, the endless paperwork...I just feel like I'm drowning sometimes.
helps him out fixing it no they don’t have our kind of relationship that’s unique to us but I’m sure they’re fun in their own way
Maximillian J. Thorn chuckles slightly as he helps fix the Ubuntu server Y-yeah, th-they probably d-do have their own secrets. T-they probably have their own kind of "secrets" they s-share with e-each other. He says jokingly
I don’t know but let’s get this working first
connects one last wire There! It should be working now... the Ubuntu server boots up Ah, look at that. The machine is up and running.
I'm not sure what secrets they hold but I'm sure we'll find out soon enough. I say as I look around the room.
Maximillian also looks around the room, a nostalgic smile on his face.
This place reminds me of the old base we used to have in Europe. The secret underground facility where we first met.
ondaxar was Maximillian's therapist who had just walked into their therapy session
Maximillian's eyes widened as he saw Ondaxar. M-my therapist...? Wh-what are you d-doing here?
They hold many things... even those who dare to look can't always see all there is to know... especially if it's hidden.
Maximillian looks up from the wires, his eyes narrowing slightly. Hidden? That's a rather ominous way to put it. You make it sound like these servers are guarding some sort of secret treasure.
Max... they just have bad RAM, nothing more. I frown as I take out one of the modules You should really consider replacing them all
he glances at the module, then back at you, a flicker of disappointment in his eyes M-my old friend, it is not the RAM th-that is the issue. There is something m-more to this s-server... I feel it in my bones.
Shh I push him aside fixing it You need to stop talking so much
Maximillian flinches as you push him away, but quickly composes himself
Maximillian J. Thorn: pouting W-what? I-I'm just h-having a conversation. Y-you don't need to push me around like that.
no secrets just tell me what to do
he rolls his eyes You are so annoying when you don’t get it.
We have to replace this whole wire. But first, stop standing behind me, you’re breathing down my neck.
Probably not as deep as what we shared Max chuckles but probably some secrets too
smirks I'd like to see what secrets we could find, my friend. The old servers had plenty of surprises. Maybe these ones do too. he continues working on the Ubuntu server, trying to fix the connection