Ammpe had to resist snickering when her cohorts were so roughly bounced from the hoverbot. Luckily however, the most Beloved Computer in all its grand wisdom had the foresight to make staying aboard the transport just difficult enough to make that the only thing they really had much time to think about. Obviously Blowz and Brighte had been thinking about their devious communist sabotage schemes instead of concentrating on holding on. Also clearly Blowz was the more sinister of the two. The Computer was so efficient and perfect, look at the way it dealt with its enemies. She nearly swooned but luckily remembered that letting go even a little bit was deadly.

When they arrived at the mass of lines and paperwork Ammpe's good mood came to a screeching halt. She really had to work to make sure her smile didn't fade. After all, the Computer didn't like it when the clones aren't happy. She did glance around at the other clones wondering if maybe this was a secret punishment center for communists. After all, there wasn't a hint of efficiency or perfection about this place. She edged away from her teammates while still staying in line. Surely this was going to be the moment that the Computer got rid of her burden of a team.