… They stopped hurting the thing, now they have put it in a glass tube, the pale blue water is making it difficult to see…

Sometimes they cut into its flesh and attach things to it, but I don't feel it anymore.

They strapped wires onto its head for some reason, they tingle a bit but it is alright. It does not hurt… When is father coming to bring me home?

Some people dressed in white coats came to the room again, talking about stuff I don't understand. They had a well dressed man with them, if only they would turn towards the tube so I could see them better.

“Sample 42 has shown great progress since the breakthrough we made with sample 41, the pain and survival responses have both receded to minimal levels, albeit the body still reacts to pain the mind seems unreactive, yet even so the rest of the brain functions normally.

We are confident sample 42 is a perfect candidate for researching practical applications to the mind reconstruction technology. “

What are they talking about? Are they talking about the thing in the tube?

“Good. About time that disabled trash was of use to my family.” The man in the suit said… Why does he sound so familiar?

He turned towards the thing in the tube, I can finally see his face

Eh…?

Father?

Father is that you?

Father? Why are you looking at the monitor next to the thing at the tube? Let's go home already!

“Father? Home? HAH! Don’t fuck around you piece of Invalid trash, you were always a disgrace nothing more than a broken tool. You ruined my family. My marriage!”

This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report.

….What?...

…...Father?….

“You have my permission, turn that...thing into something useful, if you can't. Throw it away.”

...Father is walking away from the the thin-...from me…

“Yes Minister Redwood”

...I am trash?... ...a broken tool...

..hehe...hehee...hehehe…

...They start cutting into me again huh?...

…

..

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As always. I slept badly.

I hate my dreams. Fragments of a past that no longer matters.

...Well, maybe one day I find some sleep drugs that don't get instantly filtered from my body by the blood purifier augments. (Purifier augs, very useful on stopping sepsis from my various cases of gunshot wounds.)

After getting up, I ate breakfast with Alicia (Omelettes á la alicia.), they were quite tasty.

Before we could continue our day though, the Arcology security came to take our statements. It seems someone in the crowd reported what happened.

In hindsight I feel somewhat bad about how far I went. But what can I say? I really don't like to be called a girl. Being constantly mistaken for one through almost a century can make one a bit grouchy.

I told the security that I had a small fistfight with two perverts that tried to harm Alicia and that I did not use excessive violence on them. (I might have, I can't quite remember.)

They questioned us for a bit longer, but after a while they thanked us and left. Apparently since there is no body or a victim that has come forward there is nothing more for them to do.

After that I did some quick maintenance on my joints etc. and then headed out into town with Alicia, time for another skirmish.

After heading to the Commission Hub terminal I was about to begin going through the available jobs, but the moment I opened the job list something caught my eye.

‘An event huh?’

”Event: Stop a roaming beast lord”

Estimated foe: No estimate, certain conflict chance

Merit: 35  Profit: 3000 Credits

Description: A roaming beast lord is set on route towards Arcology. 60 Highest ranking local members are urged to participate. Coordinates given upon arrival to the meeting-hall (event hall will be used.)

An event is a VERY rare job type. They are one of the best ways to get a lot of coin in a short amount of time. Or die horribly.

After some contemplating I decided to accept the job. Honestly speaking, I am quite content here in Aurora. I can't be asked to learn all the hallways and routes through  a brand new Arcology. So I will take part.

Eh? No, I am not suicidal. If the job turns out to be  too undoable I will make sure to abandon everyone to die and head to Ìrota.

After signing us up for the job I spent the next 2 hours showing Alicia around Aurora some more. She seemed quite interested in the firing range, well the firing range and the local pet shop.

I promised that I would buy her a squirrel if she does well on the next job. She seemed really happy about that.

We spent the last hour before the meeting at the firing range because she “wanted to be ready”, she is a really good shot I must say.

Then, we headed to the meeting hall.