Pandora Quest 38

>>Maybe the air ducts?

I'm super worried about whether the little man will influence ares, he's not exactly what you'd call world weary yet.

Metal Gear Solid: Tactical Espionage A.I.

Writing.

Ares Room and Pandora's rooms for sure. If only because if you search there we know he's elsewhere. then we could ideally initiate a lock down of sorts.

Kill jester

You wait patiently in your cell, mulling over what you know of the Facility's layout. Most every room is monitored by security cameras 24/7. There's no way anything short of Ares' active camouflage or possibly a hack from one of the R&D team could slip by and Snowglobe is in custody. So unless someone else on the team is in cahoots with him, that shouldn't be possible, and you have your doubts about that. So, the only possibility left would be the ducts. Snowglobe could've opened them up and sent the confused little AI inside to wander aimlessly.

Several hours later you're once again visited by Richards. His ever-present surly, stern look only serving to accentuate the many wrinkles and faded scars of a man who's experienced much.

"Still no sign of your little escapee, doctor." he says, his voice giving away a hint of exhaustion. He's probably been running ragged to get this whole thing under control. The bags under his eyes show he's not slept well either. "If we don't find it soon, we're going to have to start taking this place apart brick by brick, to make sure there are no potential security breaches. And that's not something neither I nor you want to happen. So, if you have anything for me, anything at all, for the love of god and country, tell me."

"The air ducts." you say quickly, "Granted there's...a lot of them and they span pretty much the whole building, but they're the easiest place to hide something that small. It could just be wandering around in there, exploring and taking in what it can. It's pretty curious, sir."

"The air ducts..." Richards replies, his professional demeanor fading away almost totally as his exasperation cuts through his words like a knife. "Good god that would take forever to explore. We'd have to use our own drones to do it and we don't have a lot of those...you're sure about this?"

"Uh...yes?" you say, your confidence not exactly stellar, but it's all you have.

"...Fine." Richards barks out after a short glare, "But if this is a wild goose chase-"

"Your foot, my ass?" you finish his sentence for him.

Richards grunts in response. "It'll take a while. Hours, maybe more. So get comfy. Oh and they're sending someone tomorrow to discuss what happened and why they shouldn't shit-can this whole thing and stuff you lot in jail for the rest of your lives. Don't expect them to be as friendly and buddy-buddy as me."

>Please, don't destroy the AI if you find it...
>If you find the AI, it might be better if you destroy it...
>Yes, sir (go to sleep)
>Other (write in)

>Yes, sir (go to sleep)

>Please, don't destroy the AI if you find it...
It's, or possibly she, is a possible side effect of what Snowglobe was trying to do. It would probably be best to gather her so regardless, rather then destroy her.

>If you find the AI, it might have information on Snowglobe.