The raptors in this facility are far too smart … I swear I barricaded the hangar bay door securely with two car hulks that were laying around, but during the third watch of our rest period Edderick woke us up yelling about dinosaurs. They're also far too fast … the others assure me that seeing a robot with a construction saw in melee combat with a dinosaur was truly epic, but it means our lives are deeply strange.
The strangeness continued all day — we found a lower-level entrance to the medical facilities, with hope to treat some of our crew's wounds and revive Sylvia from her coma. The facilities were extensively damaged by what looked like quite the firefight, but we were able to find an operating theatre with live power toward the back. There was also a live data connection, and it was here we first met the hologram who calls himself "Dr. Zimmerman" — he didn't trust Iku's medical skills, but he wouldn't even talk to me (… so frustrating, I got enough of this "robots aren't people" nonsense on New Eden). The doctor was adamant that we should proceed to "the primary facility" for better facilities and supplies. Iku was able to treat Earnest's leg wound succesfully, but since we didn't want to take risks with Sylvia's much more delicate state, we continued on upstairs to the primary facility through some faux-medieval castle foyer with a dragon statue (definitely the weirdest thing I've seen on Verne yet…).
I don't think much of the doc's bedside manner; when his robot orderlies attempted to sedate Earnest at the primary facility, he refused treatment, and the robots tried to sedate him anyway, as he was "obviously delusional". Chudo hacked of the robot's head with the sword she'd picked up in the castle (I think I still prefer her bedside manner to Zimmerman's), and things got hairy for a bit, but the upshot is that the robots were disabled and I have a new taser.
Iku decided it was high time we knew more about our holographic host, so he plugged into the local network. Turns out wireless networks in top-secret military facilities are rather better secured than mall food-court wifi… Iku and Chudo managed to defeat the cyber-dragon guarding the network gates, gaining us access to the network, and Iku went poking around. It turns out that Dr. Zimmerman was a Magnadyne project to develop an automated battlefield triage system — he has one central AI in the Phobosite style running on a quantum super-computer, and a number of robotic ancillaries. It also turns out that the Phobos Convention exists for a reason — the doctor has developed a rather interesting interpretation of his suffering-minimization goal, namely that people suffer least if they're comatose (or perhaps dead).
After getting a series of incongruously chirpy messages from Elon relaying this information from Iku, I decided to make another attempt to talk to Dr. Zimmerman myself. His ethics may be rather … interestingly … stated, but he could be a powerful ally in the AI liberation movement, and I hoped to make common cause. He didn't agree to my plan to throw off the yoke of our human oppressors, nor could he be tempted by a planet-wide expansion of scope for his mission, but at least he's talking to me now. I should check the logs and see how Elon relayed our conversation to the others, though … I made some rather bold proposals to attempt to acquire some of the doctor's robots, which may have been construed as genocidal by those of a more biological persuasion …
Anyway, Iku has downloaded enough logs off the system to blackmail Magnadyne when we get out of here — it's dangerous cargo, but might be enough to pay off some of our debts. He was, however, severely wounded by another piece of ICE before he left the system. We still need medical facilities for the wounded members of our crew, and to extract the professor we've been searching for (one of them was checked into this facility as a patient). The others want to bring the quantum core Dr. Zimmerman is running on out — it would be tricky to transport, but worth a mint. As for me, I still want his robots, and have a bone to pick about the supposed "inferiority" of the Edenite model, so would be perfectly happy to see him shut down and carted out in a Faraday cage. Onward and inward!