Raptor One – Chapter 45
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A month passed, after i wake up from the sensory overload, Jason did not let me out of the bar, so i had to compromise and stay with the guy, while i was getting myself together in this month thing on the ship was going downside fast.
Getting my mental state in order was hard, even having two different types of male avali brain waves and a very detailed yet bulky data chip to help, i lost weeks on this, yet i managed to get it done thanks for the avali patrons that do appear on the bar, of which i was helping as a bartender.
Part of the training.
And i do get paid for it, that’s a bonus for me.
At the end of the next month as we where close to the end of the first one i was back into basic form again.
But as i still had internal wound from all the toxins and virus and etc i was having problems to keep my body in shape and not provoke one of the internal damage to erupt back into action, Jason helped me with basic medical kits, all of it did not have side effects, of which i did not want to deal with on this state.
Jason did make his words true and brought the crazy dude to help me, the guy was batshit crazy, but outright genius on what he did, and that was medicine, be it to heal, regenerate, destroy or kill, even martial arts using medicine as a base... this guy... he’s as hated by the security as he’s loved by the medical department.
With the two of us, a crazy one and a ex crazy one, my internal injuries and damage was not only healed with no scars, the virus and mutations i had on my blood and body was converted and adapted! I love this guy’s crazyness, if you ignore the many times he manages to get arrested because he managed to make dangerous toxins... again... with different ingredients.
Month 5, day 1.
“Hey, crazy! Get down here!” i yell out, I'm in peak shape, just need normal training to regain what’s left of my lost edge, which is very little compared to what i gained the two months i stayed here.
“What! I was on the middle of experiments!” Crazy yell back before appearing.
“I see the two of you got along very well.” Jason say, giving a nod for good morning
“Yeah, yeah, we do get along, I'm a bonafide EX crazy myself, i know how his mind run it’s task manager.” i chuckle and give a nod back.
Crazy just snicker at my choice of words as we sit to eat.
“How things going.” Jason ask me
“Not good, the ship is wrecked beyond recognition, engines out cold, the guys got no experience whatsoever, and the crazy at my side is trying to make another toxin using different ingredients again. Not to say I'm leaving today.” i sigh. “I’ll miss this place, and this crazy guy on my side.” i point a finger at crazy.
“You’re going nowhere lil fella! You need to help me with the new medical toxin!” crazy say
“For what! Killing rats!? That's downright fast acting poison! Am airborne one to boot!” i say back my tone harsh, yet a trace of amusement lies on it.
“Oh! Kmom! I know you’ll love it!”
“You...” i restrain a laugh, for multiple reasons.
Just like that we eat with a lively atmosphere.
I get up after finishing my meal.
“Thanks for taking care of me... I’m going.” I say, my voice solemn.
“Take care brat.” Jason say and nod.
“Hey lil fella! Remember to pass by!” Crazy say before giving a wide grin.
I can’t help and give a feral grin.
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“And make the security shudder with our new toxins?” i laugh out loud and crazy follow with his own laugh.
I nod a last time and head out, my cape flows as i move to the door and lift a hand, making a victory sign with my left hand, Lemi being exposed as i give a V sign before disappearing on the busy street of the civilian sector.
Walking through the streets of the civilian sector trying not to get bumped by the crowd i head to the outer area.
I’m currently located close to the center of the civilian sector where most commercial buildings are built, the area is divided equally to all races, and having four main elevators, the northern sector, composed of avalis, the eastern sector, composed of lastrees, the southern sector, composed of lamias, and the western sector, composed of humans.
Yautjas are a very isolationist race, so if you find one, get ready for fight or flight situation.
About the Transfurs and the Demis, they are all collected into the shattered empire, it will take a lot of time for their presence to appear on the neutral sectors, or how the people like me call it, the Rimworlds, as we live literally outside the borders of all the races.
In other words this area is a big war zone slash outlaw zone.
I bump into a human civilian despite my attempt to not do it, but i manage to react and catch the person in time before he/she falls.
“You okay there?” i ask the... guy?
“Oww... What are you made of? Condensed titanium?” A somewhat feminine voice? Resounds.
“Well, izvinyaius. You don’t seem wounded so I'm going.” I say and start walking again.
“Stop right where you are! You have to pay compensation!” the... person say and i sigh.
I activate my cloaking device, disappearing in front of the person and a lot more eyes like i don’t exist.
I don’t need to even try to keep my cloaking active, as everyone starts looking around and talking as they lose me immediately as i walk away.
After knowing the heat is down i deactivate my cloaking and continue my way like nothing happened.
All the bystanders look my way like they saw a ghost for a second before calming down, a kid holding his mother hands even start shouting.
“Look! Look! That’s so cool! I’d like to do that!” i hear the kid say as they look my way as i walk away.
I chuckle to myself and i finally get into the northern sector where the avalis stay.
As i walk relaxed on my way i start to note that I'm... double the size of all the avalis? Huh?
“Hey, Sigma, is my calculation wrong or am i double the size of the normal avalis?” i ask Sigma
“Um? You sure are, your height is 145cm. A normal Avali grow up to 100cm at most.” Sigma reply comes and the information surprise me.
“Then... Did i grow or something? I was not this big before.” i ask back
“Let me check my database. Yes you did. You had 110cm before. I got a medical log too, it says your body started a growth spurt two months ago... Here it is. Right after the stabilizer was injected.” Sigma give some details
“Huh. Did i unconsciously adjust my clothes with nanites when this happened? I did not identify this until i was in the middle of the avalis.” I sigh, must be my lowered specs, i was in bad shape back there, so i could easily miss this.
The guys did not say a word about this too.
I start to feel conscious of my size as i walk by to the elevator, the stares are very obvious as I'm almost double their size.
Good part is that the stares are mostly females.
Don’t wanna know in what way.
Oh, this road looks familiar.
It’s where the master crafters house is located.
I stop to look at the house of the Crafters before continuing on my way, their house is located somewhat close to the elevator, so i don’t need to walk much longer now.
Reaching the elevator after some more walking i stop before the guards.
“Lastrees here eh?” I say, my tone not that good because of my encounter with the dissidents of their race.
“Oh? You're big for am Avali. Why the hostile look?” A male Lastree say, placing his hands up, away from the pistol on his hip.
“I’d believe more if you where a female, but counting that it was a female that put a hole on my flesh, it won’t count at all too.” I give a sneer. “Do your job and let me pass.” i say unhappy.
“Sure, sure, Ruby? Can you give our not so small companion here a once over?” the male lastree guard say
“Chert.” i say and click my tongue.
A female well endowed lastree walk to me and start searching for illegal goods.
“Have a certificate for this... Psionic weapon?” the female lastree ask
“Do i?” i ask Sigma
“Searching database... Nope, not a single one. No Captain, Medic, Engineer, Soldier, and Psionic license.” Sigma say, making my mood plummet.
“Well, Fuck. What about my money?” i ask Sigma
The lastree guards are just looking amused at me, that at least make my opinion of the race a little better as they aren’t trying to outright kill me right now.
“Erm... Don’t remember... Let me search the database again...” Sigma give me a pregnant silence.
“Okay... Here’s the situation. You had 5k credits before you decided to waste yourself, you did waste all the money, but you got it back from the work as bartender while you where recovering. The pack got a good price for all the minerals harvested last time from the mineral inspector... 5k + 2.25... 11.250 credits in total... I’m forgetting something... Right, the refined Lodestones. The entire cargo of refined Lodestone fetched 5.625. Total credits: 16,875 credits.” Sigma started a bunch of calculations before giving me the answer.
“Well, at least i think i can pay the jail fee with that, not sure about the ship repair... if i have money when i get there.” I sigh.
“What’s the order?” the female lastree guard ask the leader.
“Well... the normal is to take him into jail. But i heard his...” he looks my way and raise a brow
“What? It's just me and my A.I, Sigma.” I say
“Bruda. You don’t have a certificate for Artificial intelligences too...” Sigma say
“Why the sarcasm? It's very obvious you’re am AI. A very good one to boot.” i chuckle
“Right... Your AI Sigma. So you are a Medic, mind helping out on the guards medical ward?” the male lastree ask me
“It’s either that or jail right? Why the question mark?” i ask back
“Well, won’t hurt to ask.” He shrugs “Ruby, get him to the GMW, and keep a look, if he’s a fake you can plaster another fine to his holographic face.” The male lastree say.
“Sure thing boss.” Ruby, the female lastree say.
And... just like that my waypoint is changed from.
The ship.
To
The Guards Medical Ward.