#synernist-supervisor

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"Sir? It's Daniel. Sorry to call at dinner hour--I'm in the car right now, bringing Haven to stay overnight. I'm sorry about the short notice--I--We--...Father, can I... talk to you when I get there?"

Sergio had been setting the table when he received the call.  His brow furrowed at his son’s tone and he spoke gently, hoping to calm him.

“Danny, of course.  You know we’re always open to you staying here.  We’re just setting up for dinner - I’ll get another place ready for you.  Whatever it is, I’m here for you.  Please, tell me everything when you’re here.”

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Oh, this entire biomachine rights movement really is fascinating.  It’s a testament to the ingenuity and sophistication of StrexCorp’s biomechanics division!  That they could create robots who can so closely simulate human feelings and thoughts that they seem almost indistinguishable from the real thing?  It’s just amazing!  

I would like to remind StrexCorp’s employees, however, that no matter how human a biomachine may act, it’s just that - an act.  No matter how adeptly a biomachine may replicate human behavior, it is, in the end, only replication.

Have a Strextacular day!

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I’m afraid we haven’t seen him, but we’ll be sure to get in contact with your mommy if we do.  I’m sure there’s nothing to worry about and he’ll be just fine--

KEVIN! Get that out of your mouth!!

Oh, dear...

You know, I think we may have found your StrexPet!  I’m sure he’ll be fine - just fine!

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Well, ah... actually, that would--

As much as spoiling in this case would dictate a diet centered on sweets, candy doesn’t contain a balance of nutrition suitable for a growing child--

What Danny is saying is that candy is just a, ‘sometimes,’ treat.

It’s good as a reward for when you’ve finished your homework or done something productive like helping your parents, but you wouldn’t want it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.  You’d get a tummy ache!

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"Happy Father's Day." Daniel set down a small white box with a yellow ribbon, no bigger than his hand, on Sergio's desk--he smiled, folding his hands behind his back. "Can I take you for coffee this morning?"

Sergio felt his heart swell with as the little gift was set down before him.

“Danny,” he replied gently, getting to his feet to hug the biomechanical man, “I would love to.  Would you like me to open my gift now or when we go out for coffee?”

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"Father? Do you have a moment?"

“Always for you, Danny.”

Sergio smiled and gestured for his son to have a seat.

“How are you doing?

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"Oh... so I suppose anything not human is denied basic rights whether they are alive or died. Oh... I would so love to say a thing or two. 'I am not human, yet I am more human than you.' I have seen such views destroy and burn with nary a lesson to be learned. It makes me sick to see such views are still around me," she said.

“I’m not exactly thrilled with it, either,” Sergio agreed.  “I just hope that Sammy, Danny, Fey, and Joshua are successful.”

He had had some incredibly troubling ideas of what might happen to them all if the movement was unsuccessful.  While he did not like to dwell on them, he did not want to be caught off guard should the possibility become reality.

“And safe.”

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"Father... do you think it would be possible to negotiate some sort of... compromise, regarding my censorship programming? I would very much like to speak for myself, as the prototype, this... matters a great deal to me."

“Of course, Daniel.  Please, come to my office - we’ll discuss matters. I’ll order some fresh coffee for you.”