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- His internal programming finished the tedious two-second-long initialization procedures and poured out an answer. He was IG-88, a droid, a sophisticated droid -- an assassin droid.
- Where am I?
- A microsecond later, images from his exterior sensors snapped into focus. IG-88 had no sense of smell, and no eyes and ears as humans understood them, but his optical and auditory sensors were far more efficient, able to absorb data in a broader range than any living being. He froze a static image of his surroundings and studied it, collating more answers.
- He had awakened in some sort of large laboratory complex, white and metal, sterile, and -- according to his temperature sensors -- colder than humans generally preferred. IG-88 noted mechanical components strewn on silvery tables: gears and pulleys, durasteel struts, servomotors, an array of delicate microchips frozen into a slab of transparent protective gelatin. Struck motionless in a pinpoint of time as his extremely fast neural processors digested the details, IG-88 counted fifteen scientists/engineers/technicians working in the laboratory. With infrared scan he observed their body heat as bright silhouettes in the coldness of his birthplace.
- Interesting, he thought.
- Then IG-88 detected something that focused his entire attention. Four other assassin droids, apparently identical to his own bodily configuration -- a bulky structural skeleton, armored arms and legs, a torso plated with blaster-proof armor shielding, a cylindrical head that was rounded on top and studded with sensor nubs providing him with 360 degrees' worth of precise observation.
- I am not alone.
- IG-88 recognized each droid's full complement of weapons: blaster cannons built into the structure of each arm, concussion grenades and a launcher attached to his hip, as well as other weapons not easily recognizable integrated into the body structure -- poisonous gas canisters, throwing flechettes, stun pulser, paralysis cord... and a computer input port. IG-88
- was pleased with his list of capabilities.
- IG-88's first round of questions had been answered. He had only to study his memory banks and his external sensors. He was designed to be self-sufficient. He was an assassin droid, resourceful. He had to accomplish his mission... though, checking his newly initialized programming, he saw that he had not yet been given a mission. He would have to acquire one.
- Three seconds had already passed, and another important question surfaced in his burning-awake brain.
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