"FWLS2" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)

around in horror at the green and red warty monster stomping its
way mechanically towards us.

"Daemon process," I said. "Come'n, you're a hacker, you
know these things. Don't look like a layman in front of a
client."

"Yeah, well I never seen a program THAT butt-ugly," Gosub
said.

I shrugged and rooted around my trusty prog toolbox for
something that would help. I pulled out a SuperSoaker 300
(that's the nice thing about VOS... you can make a prog look like
anything you want. Punsters, as mentioned, have a lot of fun
here) and doused the sucker with a generous dose of H2Whoa. It
crumpled up and vanished.

"Nice trick," the man said. "What exactly was it?"

"Just a process tagger and killer," I said, putting it back
in the box. "Simple prog, publicly available. Stops other progs
dead. The water gun isn't my design thou, some guy way-back-when
made it. Now that we've taken care of whatever that was, mind
explaining A) who you are, B) what it wanted with you, and C) how
you're planning to make us rich?"

(There is a time to ask 'Who are you?'. You just ask it
after you're sure that you're in the clear.)

"Fair enough," he stated. "Name's Swift. I'm an AI, built
as a defense cutter, and it was trying to hunt me down and kill
me for fleeing my programmer, and if you take me to Haven I'll
cut just about anything that exists for you."

Gosub stared blankly, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. He's
not very good at interpreting information that fast, nor in that
quantity, so I figured I'd help break it down into bite-sized
chunks for him. After all, what are friends for?

"Okay. Let's get this straight," I said, which is the best
way to start out an explanation, "Your name is--"

"Swift."

"And you're an--"

"Artificial Intelligence program, designed as an advanced
tool in cutting computer defense systems."

"That thing was--"