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Ultimate Fanfiction | ArsenalXIII | 5

 

In a flash of light, you find yourself in a cavernous room, looking much like the hold of a ship. Giant crossbeams are faintly visible overhead in the dim, bluish light of the hold, and huge metal arches reach down from the ceiling and meld into the wall on one side. You turn, and on the other side is a large, panoramic window affording you a great view of a sea of stars. Apparently you are aboard some sort of giant spacecraft.

After admiring the view for a moment, you turn and look down at the other end of the hold, and spot a large computer terminal hooked to a metal and glass tube, currently resting on an incline in a large holding apparatus. The tube is big enough to fit, one, maybe two people inside comfortable, you note as you approach it, and seems to have someone inside it already. You lean over, peering inside, and see a shapely figure with long blue hair, dressed in what looks to be a visor, armored swimsuit and stockings. A look over at the computer screen confirms that it's KOS-MOS. You look back around the room; still empty, and all the hatchways look sealed. You can't believe your luck.

Just then, the computer beeps, and the tube starts to move into an upright position. You stumble back, and the front of the tube opens with a hiss, and KOS-MOS opens her eyes, staring directly at you. You gulp, and take a step back, finding yourself feeling suddenly awkward. KOS-MOS takes a step forward out of the tube and onto the floor, and looks you over indifferently. "Are you the new technician?"

"Uh... um.." you boggle, before looking down at yourself and seeing that you have conveniently been dressed in an appropriately futuristic looking lab coat all this time. You cough, and having a bit more confidence, reply, "Yes, that's right. I'm here to give you... um, sensory testing."

KOS-MOS nods. "Very well. You may proceed." She stands still, waiting for you. You grin inwardly as you start to plot on how to wipe the indifference off this mechanical beauty's face.

 

Where to begin?


          Tuning her up

 
 
 

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