The Humans perform quite a curious ritual on this day...

Returning to her terminal, sets the now warm metal or her Z180 against its housing. Unfortunately, action had been required of her in regards to the trespassers.

Noise disrupts her work. A group consisting of various species. How bothersome. With a sigh, she taps a hand against the weapon she keeps close. It wasn't necessary anymore, but she enjoyed the comfort it offered.

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She tilts her head curiously. "You are Human, one with a mutation, yes, but Human. However, I wonder... Does this mutation affect your behaviour?" Forerunner ones certainly did. "Is that why movement in such a manner feels natural?"

So much to be done.

"And that means you must use a ceiling in such a manner? Why?"

LoHatra Flight time, so I'll be back later.

"My duties," she offers curtly. "So, if there is aught that you need, be quick."

"It is close..." A fact she didn't find too surprising. Some things always find a way of repeating themselves. "There's always older. Although, I admittedly do not know any from your distant ancestors."

"Hm?" She tilts her head, nodding after a moment. "Ah, you have something similar, I see."

LoHatra Sorry for the delay on everything, I'll hopefully start catching up over the next few days. I am heading to Estonia later in the week though, so we'll see how it goes 😄

Noting the presence of another, she pauses. "Can I help you Human?"

If he's familiar, it almost sounds like a slower and lower version of Seikilos epitaph.

Humming as she works.

Her head tilts as she presses the cube firmly into her palm. Exorbitant, and in part her, both begin to rifle through the contents. Although much of her attention remains on the Human. "You are curious as to how I have lived this long? There are various means at my disposal. One I'm sure is -

"For now," she clarifies with another drag of her fingers. This time the light lingered before spreading across the cube in a soft blue glow. Good. "If you must know, I was on the Ark during the activation. As were many others." It is not a time she recalls fondly. "Not all of us died -

"Demands will not get you far," she chides softly. It wasn't much of a demand, not really. A simple curiosity, perhaps. But, these things could not be allowed to slide. "I am attempting to unlock it," she offers in answer to what she sees as a more acceptable inquiry. What the cube -

"You may certainly try," she hums flatly. Her attention returns to the cube, and with some direction from her Ancilla she traces a pattern over its faces. "A warning, there would be no lasting harm to your companion." Amber flickers across the cube, and so she tries another pattern. "Your -

"I do not expect a Human to understand the meaning of our namings." There is more arrogance to her words than anything as she runs a finger along the other side. "What might your name be, Human?" She asks, as the cube's hardlight shimmers once more. "I would recommend that you cease your -

"Aya." She runs her fingers along the side of the cube, humming as a trail of light follows. "All Forerunners have a name and I am no exception. Luminous-Truth-Pursues-Broken-Verdicts, is my name," she offers simply, refraining from a sigh at his suggestion. Humans and their -

"I handle all legal matters." Handled may have been the more appropriate word, but there were still those that required her attention. "Investigation. Imprisonment. Conviction. Sentencing. And, a few other duties." Returning to be her full height, she stares down at the small cube that -

She doesn't turn from what she's looking at, reaching forward her fingers curl around something that's barely illuminated by the hardlight. "I am a Juridical. The Master Juridical."

I understand your position. However, you can engage with us without the assumption that we will mirror the Didact.

Idly perusing through some records.

“I may answer questions where necessary.” She wouldn’t commit to answering everything. It was better for them to learn and understand what they could without another holding their hand. The Librarian had already given them enough of an advantage when it came to accessing their -

I would advise against threats, Human. Your caution would be substantiated if it were not based on the crimes of a single individual.

*sighs* Didact...

One Composer cannot be sufficient for such a purpose. If he cared only for your demise there are more efficient means. Your concerns are noted, but you would be best to direct them to your Admiral Hood.

What the Didact attempted could hardly be considered genocide. As you may have noticed I am not the Didact. The rest, you are not privy to.

Not you... Is there ought I can help you with, Human?

What do we have here?

She's out for a stroll with a few Sentinels for company.

" 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙳𝚒𝚎....𝚈𝚎𝚝 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕. 𝚆𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎. " . 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝙸𝙸 𝙻𝚝 𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗-𝟶𝟾𝟾 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚁𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝙸𝙸𝚜

Mantle, you've all been quite busy.

Oh? What unspoken words do you hear me whisper?

I'm not the one making such a commotion... Was it something I said?

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"You are not authorised to venture any further." It is a simple explanation, one that she offers while standing a few meters ahead of him.