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The Vaiaelon diplomat's ears folded back, his tail stopped swishing about, and he seemed to almost sink into his seat slightly, he was clearly displeased. Using one of his many implants, he gave a signal to the Qunit that had just arrived on station.
K: "While I don't appreciate your tone, I'm willing overlook that for now. How they captured it is a good question indeed. The only way they could've known of the transport's location was if they'd somehow gained access to the file detailing its information. Therein lies the currently working containment protocols, so its possible they created some way of restricting it. How they acquired this information remains unknown, but needless to say investigations are ongoing."
"The exact unit in question is in fact a faulty model with several classified issues that prevent it from being an effective combat unit. It is thusly not impossible that a well trained squad of soldiers would be able to overpower it, given the right equipment. As for your remark about choice... these creatures do not have choice. They are weapons, are aware of this fact, and do what they are told without question. The very notion that one would choose to rebel against us is, well... preposterous."
A slight smile betrayed the corners of his mouth.
"We actually do have a name for these occurrences, you know; "Chipped Blade". A state in which a Qunit or technology pertaining to Qunit creation is compromised. When such a situation is declared, all bets are off. Everything must be done to prevent the technology falling into the wrong hands, even if it means destroying a Qunit. So yes, a Qunit was indeed piloting the strike craft that disabled the Dominion ship, though if you have further questions regarding that, don't bother with me... why not ask her yourself?"
On demand, Ekkehard became aware of a presence behind him, though he hadn't noticed anyone enter the room. Light seemed to bend and distort and voices mumbled whispers softly in his ears when he turned to face it, but reality was still clear enough to make out the towering stature of what could only be a Qunit. It was clad in thick plated and advanced looking power armour, though the visible tail and overall proportions made it clear that underneath was a Vaiaelon of some description. It was leaning on the wall, arms folded, and staring at Ekkehard intently through the sensor-laden helmet.
K: "Don't worry, she isn't here to assassinate you, else you'd have been dead before we even spoke. I requested she come here to give you a proper sense of just what it is we're dealing with... and why the Dominion acquiring one is an unacceptable risk."
