“No, hold it like this.”
I began from teaching her the basics of handling a knife
“...Like this?”
“Wrong, do it properly, like this.”
She seemed rather intimidated by the hunting knife I had given her, but nevertheless the fact that she was trying her best was clear, so I patiently continued teaching her.
“...Good enough for now, next, the gun.”
The following days passed quietly with me teaching Alicia knife skills and marksmanship.
I was actually quite surprised by her determination, I would never have thought that the joke-warning I gave her at the start about me selling her if she didn't perform well would really get such good results.
By the end of the three days she was able to swing the knife correctly and dodge a few practice blows I swung at her, as for her marksmanship... well...
“Look, its her.”
“Oh~ I get to see something good today. <3”
It seems she became the mascot for local gun hobbyists after getting 23 points out of 25 in the firing range on the second day.
...I am definitely getting her a sniper rifle later.
Thinking such thoughts I traded the metal hallways of the arcology to the equally metal Commission Hub hangar, since my new Walker should have arrived.
Stepping out of the elevator what laid in front of me was a piece of pure beauty.
A seven metre tall, dark gray Walker with three arms, one partly hidden behind a shield slightly smaller than the Walker itself, the tip of the loaded ‘’nail’’ poking out from behind it. The black secondary colour accentuated the deep reddish orange I chose for the trimmings of the armour nicely, you could notice this the most on the right arm’s shoulder guard, where I commissioned a burning orchid silhouette to be placed. The right arm ended in the main gun, with its free of charge bayonet already attached.
All in all, it looked beautiful as I walked up to it.
“Nice to meet you and best regards.” I said as I patted its metal hull with affection, before I headed to my hangar terminal to see her specs.
*********Walker-Series-Unique-01035-511 “Flamma et Armora” **************
Head [Sensor Slotted:Type Standard +1] [Sensor
Slotted: Type standard +1]
Right arm [Mounted: Shield.111 V type. ]
Right lower arm [Mounted: T-2 Thermic Lance Launcher]
Left arm [Mounted:C-3 TY-9 Combine Rifle]
Back [Mount] [Armor Slotted: Type Standard]
Chestpiece [Armor Slotted: Type Standard]
Left leg [Utility slot] [Suspension Slotted:C-2]
Right leg [Utility slot] [Suspension Slotted:C-2]
Statistical evaluations:
Agility: 265 (Reaction time: 100, Max motion speed:80 , Motion Accuracy:85 )
Strength 33 PP ( 27 PP Used)
Sensors: 94
Firepower estimate: 145
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Flamma Et Armora huh? Fea for short, I like it.
After scrolling through a bit more I made my way into the cockpit and lead Alicia to hers so she can get to know it better in peace.
The insides were surprisingly lavish for a combat walker, with smooth polished metal trims combined with painted black backplates and purple leds used for warning indicators etc, the connector setup seems more refined than Lily’s, which linked to almost all ports on my flesh, this one however seems to only need the one at the back of my neck and the ones on my feet and fingertips, I like it.
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Deciding to get used to the new setup, I sat down and connected to the Operating system, the unused plugs linking to my connectors felt really weird.
Soon I felt a foreign presence in my mind. That would be the untrained Operating system.
An operating system becomes indistinguishable from your own mind after driving long enough, but a fresh one, or one that has been used before is different, it's like another person that is occupying your mind.
For now I decided to stay linked for a while to allow the Operating system to get a little bit more used to the way I think, tightening and releasing my grip, defining what makes the main gun fire etc., but most importantly, getting used to the third hand.
Contrary to others, getting the new hand to move was not too difficult to me, all I had to do was designate to the fresh brain, the task to copy my mental actions to move my right hand and emulate them to its own brain as a separate action. The problem is teaching the new brain to emulate actions based on my mental choices.
so now I am moving an imaginary third hand to teach the new operating system to read them as an order to move the actual third hand.
*Pov: Alicia*
When we arrived to this arcology at first I thought I was safe again, but then they shot at us. And even after that, I was shocked when I saw people looking at Rasmus. No matter what you say, those are looks of fear, fear and disgust. ...But he doesn't seem to even realize…
At the security station the people wanted me to go with the nice-seeming lady, but I could not abandon Rasmus, he needs me…
As we left the station he bought me many nice clothes…
...I never thought I would wear clothes again…
I wanted to show him that I was reliable so despite wanting to buy colorful and cute, I asked him to buy me practical and bland clothes instead, I don't want him to think I am a burden.
...I think he did not like me buying that much… I should not have bought knee socks. What do I even need them for! I am such a fool…
After that, he bought me some warm food in a really nice place, it was so delicious.
He cares for me.
The waiter that thought he was a she, was really funny, Rasmus really should cut that hair, he looks far too feminine with it.
After that we looked at walker parts together.
It was a happy day.
He did not abandon me, ...as long as I am not a burden he will not abandon me… he will protect me and I will.. ...I will protect him,
Ater he told me I had to learn shooting and knife skills or I would be abandoned, so I studied really hard…
...Because I did so well he bought me an ice cream.
...He cares for me, he even gave me my own cockpit inside Fea, he doesn’t want to lose me.
He cares.
Author’s note:
If you are wondering, no. This does not count in any way as romance, this is far more along the lines of psychological dependence towards the main character.
So far I think the greatest reason to mark this story mature is due to the slowly warping traumatized mentality of Alicia that Rasmus is reinforcing. Never think a main character is kind just because his point of view is civil methinks.
Also wont post more than a chapter per day or every other day for the next day or 3. somewhat busy atm.