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“Activate the FTI unit!” he shouted.
“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” someone shouted in return.
The sound of something smashing through the door made the decision for them.
Back in a side alcove, he FTI unit sat, hulkingly, in quiesence.
At least it did until activation.
Then it became completely unpredictable.
Supposedly based off of an old Earth cat, the FTI unit was built as a study model in artificially intelligent mental matrices.

What they got was artificial feline insanity.
The FTI unit raced out of the alcove, ran to the nearest human, and proceeded to pick him up and attempt to nuzzle.
“Fred, put me down! You’re crushing me!”
The communication response screen showed an image of a chair and a lap.
“No Fred, no. You’re too big!”
An image of a thrashing tail was displayed.
Then flashed a confusion of images as the something finally smashed through the door.
The FTI unit finally flashed onto the screen an image of a mouse.
“Yes Fred, play with that thing!” in response the FTI nit dropped him, made something akin to a robotic purring, and began to pounce on the intruder.