Raptor One – Chapter 33
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Getting up from the seiza, i move my neck a little, sound of bone loosening up for movement is heard as i finish getting up, my armor letting out red jets of smoke in a noisy ‘PSSS’ sound waking everyone up in alarm.
“Izvinyayus'.” I chuckle as the group lose the sudden bout of adrenaline and fall back on the pillow limbly.
“What our is it?” Zu’rahir ask no one in particular
“6 AM.” I give her a answer anyway.
Well, let’s try cooking!
*S: That’s not going to end well.*
*OP: I agree.*
Then help out.
*S: OP: Sure.*
Walking to the Rec room i stop before the kitchen area, my neck sensor scan the ingredients.
“Apart from emergency rations, the Pack is doing well.” I nod.
Taking some Piru flour, Nakati Bark and synth meat i start to prepare some Spicy jerky as i make Piru noodles.
Using some extra Piru flour i prepare to make some Avaloni taco.
The amount of used ingredients is surprisingly less than i expected as the help of Sigma, OP and a combination of intelligence and dexterity let me use less ingredients, so i place the extras back.
With the food cooking i see myself free, so i decide to try making some brew that all Avali like.
What was it called again? Chateau ni Avalon?
I’ll just call it Avalon Wine, not that much different anyway.
Taking some Kiri fruits out, a small piece of Nakati bark and some good ol liquid i take some distance, clean my wings, and start slashing at high speed at the floating ingredients.
I don’t need help from Sigma for this as just my situational capacity allow me to prepare the brew easily.
The Pack was sitting on the pillows for some time here in the Rec room looking my way as i work out on the kitchen.
Done with my high speed slashing i divide the brew from the impurity, as it is still biomatter i decide that it’s a waste to throw away so i assimilate it.
Taking some flasks out, a total of 12 flasks, i divide the brew evenly and close it.
The food was ready just in time too so i place the flasks back to ferment a little more, won’t take more than 12 hours to become Avalon Wine.
Sitting back on the low table i look at the pack, and they look at me, then at the food, the smell of spicy smell make the pack salivate but they hold it, waiting for something.
???
I look at Zu’rahir the pack leader and see her looking at me with the same expression.
!?
Hell no! Not becoming the pack leader! I'm not even invited yet and now you want me to become leader!
I clean my throat, a deep growl leaves as i do so and the pack jumps a little.
“Zu’rair, not letting your pack eat?” i ask her as i take a bite out of the Avalon taco.
“Ah!” She finaly snaps back and get my meaning taking back the rein of HER pack, so they start to eat too.
I finish first my food, it’s surprisingly more nutritious to me than normal food, and my body transform it in nanite better than normal.
Not to say about the taste, i do like sweets, but i can’t say no to spicy food too...
Some things don’t change even if you do return to life.
I ignore the pack and head to the ore bay for some more Deflection training.
Before feeding Lemi of course.
Getting better was a nightmare, even with my new intelligence i was struggling, but Sigma, like a saving grace came for my rescue again and helped me to have a better understanding.
With my better knowledge about Deflection and instinct starting to kick in naturally when Deflecting I'm sure from now on it’s a uphill battle to reach full mastery in Deflection.
As i walk back to the cargo bay to get a sit rep from my Viking my system alerts me that it’s almost 12 PM.
I sigh, i took a lot of time training, but i know it’s worth the wasted time.
I look at my Bronze looking Viking, ISS – Raptor One, it’s just a base Viking but with better engines and Armor, the only difference is that it have a mini Nuclear reactor system inside it.
Yes, it have a Mini Thermonuclear reactor That have three big heat dissipation rods, it can house three Fuel Capsules, and it was a nightmare to repair and reinforce, and i won’t start about the cracked Fuel capsules, the half melted reactor core, the heavily damaged reactor casing that was made with no damage redundancy in mind, etc.
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“Ugh...” I groan remembering all the radiation damage i had to endure to get this Viking working...
Mostly the Fuel Capsules. Nasty buggers.
I close in on my Viking and the cockpit opens, so i jump inside, after some looking i get the sit rep of my Viking, so i exit it and the cockpit closes again as i start thinking what I'll start repairing tomorrow.
Walking to the upper deck again i see Zu’rahir chugging a normal beer.
I chuckle at that and she detect me as i pass her.
“Lemi smell heat.” Lemi’s voice resounds beside my ears and i stop, looking at the red faced Avali.
“Seriously?” I say and her head lowers even more trying to hide her embarrassment.
“Lemi want to see her getting bred!”
Whoah!!
Zu’rahir face get very red and her eyes start spinning at the thought while i look with open eyes at Lemi, incredulous at her words.
“Hahahahaha!” I bust out laughing.
After some seconds of laugh i become serious as sudden as my laugh started as i look with open eyes at Zu’rahir.
“Girl, you did not even lose your V card and want to try something Exotic.” My teeth shows on my open mask as i grin at her “I got no Ovipositor for you, but if you do want to have a go, come look for me when you’re sober.” I chuckle as i continue walking to the Crew quarters.
Just like that i end Day 2 of Month 3.
This time i woke with less of a alarm, and headed directly to the cargo hold, i need to take a proper data of my Viking.
Did not forget to give a good smooch on Lemi as she lies weakly on my shoulder. Heh.
Getting on the cargo hold on the lower deck of the ship i walk in front of my Viking, and start getting a catalog of my Viking.
After some time i finish gathering all the data.
-ISS - Raptor One - Viking Walker
-Str - 25 | -End - 40
-Dex - 100 | -Per - 200E/200H/200N/0P (Eye/Hearing/Nose/Psy)
-Spd - 100 | -Cha - 70
-Int - 200
--->Modifier<---
-Atk - 125 | -Def - 125
--->Chassis<---
-Internal = Heavy Tritanium Armor - (+50/Def)
-Control = Neural Control System MK1 - (+50/Dex/Spd)
-Movement - Walker Legs MK3 - (+20/Spd/Dex)
-External = Heavy Tritanium Armor - (+50/Def)
--->Weapon<---
-Primary = Heavy Laser Cannon - (+20/Atk)
-Primary = Heavy Laser Cannon - (+20/Atk)
-Secondary = Heavy Gattling Laser - (+20/Atk)
-Secondary = Heavy Gattling Laser - (+20/Atk)
--->Equipment<---
-Radio = Sublight Console MK1 - (+30/Cha/Per)
-Sound = Surround Sound System - (Enable/Hearing/Smell)(+100/Roll)
-Aim = 360 Degree Camera - (+25/Atk/Def)
-Cargo = Medium Storage - (+30/Supply)
-Medical = L.S.S MK1 - (+10/End)
-A.I = Alpha Core - (Auto)(+25/All)
And done.
Now for the damage....
Internal tritanium armor, Badly damaged.
External Tritanium armor, Damaged.
Primary Weapns, Very faulty, high chance of jamming.
Secondary Weapons, Disabled, they aren’t working.
Walker Legs, Untouched, i made sure to fully repair this part.
It’s not in the best state, but i got a very good Viking Walker, and with Sigma connected to it, i can call it to me whenever i need it, just like a game... what was it’s name? Titan fall?
I sigh as i know that the higher the protection the armor gives the more nanites it devours to repair, not to mention this ... Life support system is so bad that if a shot manage to pass I'm almost sure I'm dead if not for my own armor, that is something to upgrade later i note it down.
The sound of door opening and the light ritmic steps that only females know how do make.
Looking away from my Viking i see that it’s Zu’rahir.
“Not going to keep company with your pack? I think Su’ra and Si’zu must be even more down and the girls jealous.” i say to Zu’rahir as i turn my head back to Raptor One.
“Well, hello too, and you got the name of one of the pack wrong, it’s not Si’zu, but Su’zu.” I get a reply.
“Da, Privet to you too.” i nod back not looking at her as i try to get the nanite cost to repair Raptor one.
If I'm not wrong, repair’s that need non biomatter cost as double, so a plasteel armor that have a pitiful defense of 1 have a base cost of 100 nanites, that means it’s total repair is 200.
Every 10 points increase brings another 100 units to the repair cost along with the base 100, so 50 def heavy tritanium armor base cost is 600, that means every repair cost 1200 units of nanites per damage repaired...
Destroyed, Very heavy damage, Heavy damage, Medium damage , Light damage, Normal.
The internal armor is Badly damaged, that means Very heavy damage, so it needs... 4 repairs.
The external is a little better, damaged, that means medium damage, that’s a.... 2 repairs.
That's 6 repairs in total.
The weapons... 6 repairs for primary and 8 for secondary, a total of 20 repairs needed for my Viking to return to it’s peak capacity....
“HEY!”
I jump at the close yell i got, Wings sharp and vibrating, ready to slash, feathers loose for throwing if the enemy manages to take distance.
As i rotate, wings in slashing mode i freeze looking at the wide eyes of Zu’rahir locked into my open eyes, the calm and tranquil aura i give replaced by wrath and desire to kill my enemy.
I slowly lower my wing, my bloodstained aura slowly changing back to a calm and harmless one as i keep my eyes on Zu’rahir.
“Izvinyayus' Zu’rahir.” I say, my cold voice somber
“Ah, no, it was me that startled you, what are you doing that made you so lost in thought?” she ask me the shock and fear in her eyes fading as we return to a normal conversation.
“I was thinking about what i need to do to repair Raptor One, it’s not at it’s best state, i can’t even threaten my enemies with a rain of laser bolts with the gattling lasers dead.” i say
“Oh, that’s the problem? We can get some repair parts for you if you want.” she chirps with a happy tone
I chuckle “No need, I'm already indebted to you, i don’t want to abuse your gentleness.” I nod at her, trying to show her my thanks.
And it works, a little too much as her face becomes all red as she stutter to say something only to stay in silence at the end.
I can smell the thick scent of arousal in her, her eyes always lose focus when they lock with mine, and her breath speeds up constantly as she tries to hide the fact she remember what i said to her last time.
Closing my eyes i chuckle as i pass her, and test her sharp hearing.
“Pervert.” I whisper close to her as i walk to the ore hold for another session of Deflection training.
My instincts is screaming to me that I'll need it very soon.
Another failure, looks like I'm not made for deflecting objects, but i did not leave with no gain at all.
I managed to get better and with the help of Sigma, that is now talking my ears off because I'm not using my armor the way it should be used and gave me a lecture at what i did wrong i managed to get my knowledge up.
The only thing i got from the ship was some water to get my coolant flowing, after that i got direct to sleep.
Sure enough the other’s also decided to sleep at the same time as me.
I glance at Zu’rahir sleeping beside the Li girls and see her looking my way, her hands oh so slowly goes down her belly, my extreme hearing catching her muffled gasps as she helps herself to a image of me.
The Li girls are not better off as they try to appear like they are sleeping, their smell of arousal easily coming my way.
This will be a long night...
Status:
Health: 3/3 HP | 50/50 AP.
Will: 100/100.
Day: 3.
Month: 3
Time Shift: Space.
Age: 18
Credits: 0? (No change?)
Nanite storage: 6500 units/Max 8000 units, 50u Needed per day.
Mainframes:
Omega Protocol: Mainframe type.
Auxiliary Protocols:
Alpha Protocol (O.P): Liberated.
Mimic Protocol (O.P): Needing 3th research.
Scavenger Protocol (O.P): Liberated.
Harvest Protocol (O.P): Liberated.
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ISS – Raptor One
Status
External Armor – 1/5
Internal Armor – 3/5
Walker Legs – 5/5
Weapons
Heavy Laser Cannon – 1/3
Heavy Laser Cannon – 1/3
Heavy Gatting Laser – 0/3
Heavy Gattling Laser – 0/3