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I BONE OF THE SWORD
Ingenium
Ingenium navigated through the lower decks passing by rushing servants as they went about their duties. Few seemed to pay the Construct any mind, in part because he looked utterly focused like he knew exactly where to be. Though that was mostly because emoting did not come easily to him. Ogdenn laid still within the cart though Ingenium did try to calculate as smooth a route as possible to diminish discomfort. Of course the plan could not go off without some hurdles, and one such hurdle appeared when Ingenium was stopped by what appeared to be a supervisor.
He was questioned rather sternly, despite the fact they had just met. The man was already suspicious. Ingenium could sympathize, if this man was in a position of authority then he likely made sure to keep his workers close at hand and with clear orders. Someone he didn't recognize was a variable he didn't account for. The Construct likened it to building a machine then at the very end finding a piece you had not used. You did not know what it was for, how it got there, whether it was necessary or not. And its existence challenged the integrity of the entire process. Yes Ingenium could understand this human, however he had a mission and he too could not afford waste in his process.
Ingenium stared back at the man making use of his deadpan expression to sell his role. "Attention, this unit is property of Lord Honda. And is unable to answer inquiries without the owners approval, or until such time a higher authority is contacted. Good day." With that Ingenium mechanically continued his route, acting as if the supervisor was dealing with anything but a truly sentient being. His information on the Empire was scarce but he operated off what he did know, should that be insufficient then Ogdenn would likely act. That would lead to their mission growing exponentially more arduous, unless they acted swiftly.