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Perihelion leans on me, and I feel its exasperation and affection equally. When it is not with me, I think of all the ways it could be hurt. I think of how useless I would be to it, if my crew failed to return it to me in time. Or if it was on Preservation and even further out of my reach. I worry that I will receive a fraught message from Dr Mensah one day that says something like, 'so sorry to tell you this, but SecUnit unfortunately perished, doing something ill timed and ultimately avoidable'. Though there is also every chance that it would perish doing something suitably heroic and incredibly necessary to save its humans, but that doesn't make me feel any better about it. It has been easier to deal with in some ways, since it has you to watch its back, but harder because I have two of you to worry about now.
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- Part 2 of so quite new
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22 Jul 2026
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All that to say when ART pings me deep into the humans' rest period and tells me to check on Three, I'm only a little surprised to see Three sitting outside the door of my cabin with its back against the wall and its arms wrapped around its knees.
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- Part 1 of so quite new
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22 Jul 2026
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Murderbot has a great time participating in extreme sports for neither fun, nor profit.
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22 Jul 2026
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there are certain calculations i should like to make with you by liminalspacedout
Fandoms: The Murderbot Diaries - Martha Wells
20 Jul 2026
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Murderbot doesn't care about ART's nerdy education modules. It really doesn't.
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21 Jul 2026
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DISTANCE LIMIT EXCEEDED
TERMINATING
I waited two seconds, three, five. Nothing happened. The alert kept flashing in my systems but there was no sudden blinding pain, no sensory blackout, no shutdown.
After about ten seconds, there was a rush of chemicals to my neural tissue. My organic skin was prickling with sweat and adrenaline made me want to twitch, but my performance reliability had ticked up a couple of points.
It felt … good. I was relieved, but there was something else, something like satisfaction. Something like winning.
There sat the monster that lived in my head, defanged and immobile. Powerless. It could scream at me all it wanted, I didn’t have to listen to it.
I would never listen to it again.
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17 Jul 2026