PNC Story/Standard 1-10/Script

Remaining Oasis Barrier Uptime - 00:11:33

Rossum Sector, Data Center.

Faith: No… No… it should not have been like this…
Faith: Turing… Why… I do not understand, why did you…

Sol: Shut… up… already!

Sol raises her blades high, and then plunges them down with all her might. Faith's body shudders, and then disintegrates into scattered, drifting fragments which slowly vanish.
Before she completely fades away, Faith's gaze remains locked in Turing's direction, as though unable to comprehend her actions and her choices.

Hannah: You're losing neural cloud data too quickly… I can't fix you in time.

Turing: Hannah… (Coughs heavily)

Hannah: Don't talk, give me some time… Soon, soon I'll be able to… Dammit!

Turing: (Coughs heavily) Don't bother, Hannah.

Sol: Turing…

Persicaria grabs Sol as the latter is about to move up, slowly shaking her head.

Persicaria: I checked, it's already… Let's just give them some alone time.

Sol: …

Turing: (Sigh) Hannah, don't be mad.

Hannah: How can you smile at a time like this?! Don't you know you're going to die?
Hannah: Why didn't you let me go on with it? It was the best plan that I could come up with!
Hannah: If the plan worked, Faith's cognition would have been rewritten, and the Sanctifiers wouldn't harass Rossum any more!
Hannah: And in the future, you could make a T1643, a T1644, a T1645, a T1646… You could make as many of them as you wanted, and the Sanctifiers wouldn't stop you!

Turing: But then… I wouldn't be able to make another T1642, Hannah.

Hannah: You…

Turing: You've grown to be such a smart girl now, Hannah.
Turing: When I first activated your neural cloud systems, all you could do was follow me and sit down while staring blankly when not given commands.
Turing: When something went wrong during experiments, you didn't know how to report or fix them. All you could do was run over to me and yell at me to help at the top of your voice.
Turing: Turing, error, Turing, error, please help, please help…
Turing: (Coughs heavily)

Turing tries to laugh, but the reflux of operands chokes her vocalizer systems and she can only cough uncontrollably.

Hannah: Stop mentioning all that… You… You dummy…

Turing: Yes, I was a dummy of an administrator. It breaks my heart that I couldn't manage to protect the others.
Turing: Hannah, I'm sorry. I couldn't protect T1641 either… You are the last child of mine, so I can't let anything happen to you.
Turing: But seeing you safe now makes me very happy.

Turing's body begins to grow translucent as she loses operands. Everyone knows that her final moments are upon her.

Hannah: But I… I'm not happy at all…

Turing: I know. See, you're crying.

Hannah: I'm… crying…?

Turing: Hehe, yes, you are.
Turing: You always used to be so aloof, to the point where you wouldn't even talk to the other agents. but i know you cared more about the friends around you than anyone else.
Turing: You simply wanted to seize the opportunity to become better and stronger, so you could find a way to fight against the Sanctifiers more quickly.
Turing: You are already the most amazing agent in this sector, and your Rewrite Plan was the one with the greatest chance of success.
Turing: And I knew that someday, your plan would succeed, but… I couldn't use you as the price for it.
Turing: I'm sure the day will come when we can reach an accord with the Sanctifiers without having to sacrifice any agents.
Turing: There will also be a day when Magrasea will finally return to normal, and I hope you will be able to personally witness that day.
Turing: As for the future… I'll be entrusting the Rossum Sector to you.
Turing: I won't remember anything after I'm reset. I'm much dumber than you, so you'll have to be patient when teaching the new me.

Turing does not stop nagging her right until the very end.
She smiles, and then slowly vanishes into the air, leaving Hannah frozen in her previous pose.

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