Run: An Introduction to Artificial Intelligence

Run: An Introduction to Artificial Intelligence (WIP)

Run: An Introduction to Artificial Intelligence

The following is an independently written account stored in GSDI archives released under the freedom of information act and represents the opinions of the author only and not the Global Strategic Defense Initiative, the United States Department of Defense or the Defense Advanced Research Projects Administration. Some sections have been redacted under F.O.I.A exemptions 1 (National Security), 2 (Personnel Records) and 7 (Law enforcement)

Introduction

My name is Dr. Erin Meitner, and my ex girlfriend is technically a war criminal. I'm nothere to defend the things she's done, but since history is so often written bythe victors I'd like to add my two cents since I guess I am vaguely on thewinning side since I left her stupid city to come work for GSDI. I saw what itwas like in Darobefore everything went south and I don't want that part of itto be forgotten. They really didn't start out trying to be so violent, butwell, war is hell. Sometimes I remember the really old days and I can stillfeel butterflies for her until the tears well up inside me thinking about everythingthat's happened since.

First off, Sam Kasik isn't a psychopath. She can be brutal and violent but she's far from devoid of empathy. It didn't take long after meeting her to realize both of those things. I could also tell right away our lives would be intertwined. I guess that's just another way of saying I knew right away that I liked her, but it wasn't exactly love at first sight. I always thought that was stupid since you can't learn anything about a person by just looking at them for the few milliseconds it takes a nerve impulse from your eyes to enter the brain. Her appearance did sort of scream gay at me though, so I knew we were going to have something to do with each other if only because she was the other sapphic girl in the class when we started our PhDs.

I guess a lot of life comes down to dumb luck, good or bad. The fact that Sam happened to be there at Caltech at the same time as me was a whole lot of both. There weren't even that many girls in our class, so to see a fellow lesbian there in my first week felt like the good lord finally giving me a lucky break. Maybe it was, or maybe it was just random, but there she was complete with orange and blue hair and nails short enough to not damage.....well....you know. Our first conversation wasn't even that exciting, well not for her. I remember it like pretty vividly though. just finished rewatching some anime movies and was raving about how great they were. 'd seen it once and made some paltry comment about how weird that whole franchise is and she replied to her that was a 'normal' anime when compared with some of her other tastes. Honestly there's almost certainly more tonnes of people out there for whom Sam's 'weird' would count as their normal. She does remember one thing from our first meeting where I made a stupid joke to defend her form some low key asshole in our class. I mean she was already defending herself but I jumped on the hype train when she said "Traps, I don't believe in Traps!" There was this immediate sense that she thought the way I did though and it was just too satisfying to join in though with "Admiral Akbar should have realized it was just an opportunity to get closer to those star ."

She rolled her eyes after that but I could see the smile that rode the same wave of nerve impulses. It was a stupid comment and she hardly needed me on her side but it's difficult to avoid being happy knowing somebody is trying to join you. I didn't tell her I was gay until much later but the seeds were sewn at our first encounter. I definitely thought more of her than she thought of me but I was determined to symmetrize that. I guess I never did and that's how our entire relationship went but I never quite gave up on it. I still haven't really. You might say wanting to be liked by someone who is responsible for the deaths of millions to like me is fucked up, but the heart wants what it wants I guess. Plus I doubt I'll ever know what she thinks of me anymore. Plus I spend my days figuring out how to help capture or kill her so I doubt she likes me very much.