[As soon as Kerberos drops Gamma, the stunned Bit recovers itself and squeaks "No!" at the K-9. Anon calls Gamma to him hastily, petting it to sooth its ire and prevent it dive-bombing the hapless K-9. Anon fixes his eye on the dog and makes an internal memo to have the identification parameters checked on all three.]
Well, go on. Bring the ball back.
[It's a good thing that they're only programmed to chase balls when Security throws them, otherwise they would be the most easily distracted hunt-and-search programs ever.]
What where you doing over there, Gamma?
[Gamma only chirps "Yes," at him, and Anon sighs. He's still smiling, though.]
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Well, go on. Bring the ball back.
[It's a good thing that they're only programmed to chase balls when Security throws them, otherwise they would be the most easily distracted hunt-and-search programs ever.]
What where you doing over there, Gamma?
[Gamma only chirps "Yes," at him, and Anon sighs. He's still smiling, though.]