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====Meanwhile==== “Aww sweet!” Frederick hisses as he sees the latest Admechgirl. He looks around, making sure no one is looking, before opening it up. “Oh omnissiah, those parts…” His eyes are glued to the magazine. He sticks it inside his robes, as interested as he is, he's way more excited/terrified at his movie date with Helena, which its almost time ---- After several bored minutes of reading, you look back up at SLaDOS, which hasn’t taken its eye off of you. “Hey, can’t I just go find Mika?” The robot’s eye whizzes softly as it zooms in at you. You realize now how creepy this thing is. Though judging by what you just read, it’s probably ridiculously sexy to a tech-priest. You try to get into the mindset, but brushed metal and slightly exposed wires just don’t do it for you. “~Well, Commissar, if you are that impatient…~” A mechanical arm reaches out, clutching a white orb-looking gun. At least you think it’s a gun. “Is this uhh… The only way to find her?” “~Indeed so!~” SLaDOS responds cheerfully. “Well… I guess I’ll give it a try…” You reach out wearily and take the gun, which is surprisingly heavier than it looks. “~Well then Commissar, let’s begin the SCIENCE!~” “Wait, I thought I was going to find M…” A trap door opens from beneath you, and you plummet downward before you can finish your sentence. Faster and faster you slide, for what feels like a very long time until the passage starts leveling out. You slide out of a wall and fall hard onto your ass on a cold tile floor. The passage behind you seals itself shut. Looking out, you see a high glass wall in front of you, which stops about ten feet below the high ceiling. Through the glass you can see a large pad close to the glass wall. “~Now then~” You hear the voice of SLaDOS chime. “~Let’s get started!~” She sings cheerfully. You don’t know if you like where this is going… It doesn’t appear that you have much of a choice, you finger the white gun nervously. Holding it as far away from your face as you can, and turning your head, you depress the trigger. A small noise and no explosion, thank the Emprah. You slowly turn to see what it did, and you notice a large orange rimmed black void on the wall in front of you. “…SLaDOS, have I ever told you how sexy I think you are? Those wires and that multi-zoom lens? That seriously gets me hot.” “~Oh Commissar, you are amusing. Perhaps you require some… Motivation?~” A door hisses open to your left, and a white orb like thing turns toward you with its red eye. “Beep boop, purge the heretic.” It chimes happily, before panels open and you see two gun barrels sticking at you. You barely manage to jump out of the way as the autocannon fire rips past where you just stood. Holy shit. This isn’t a motherfucking game. “Yeah, no, this isn’t fun.” You switch out your plasma cannon and shoot the turret. “I’ve always loved you…” It says before exploding. You whip out your communicator and dial Mika’s number. Fuck, she didn’t answer. After you wait a few seconds, you dial it again. “Hey, sorry!” You hear Mika exclaim as she answers. “Oh thank the Emprah…” You sigh in relief. “…M-max? What’s up?” She asks, surprised at you giving her a call. Its the first time a boy has called her, after all. “Mika, listen to me very carefully. SLaDOS has dropped me through some kind of trap door and I don’t know where I’m at.” You talk slowly, making sure she hears everything. After stumbling through a particularly large and pitch dark section, you manage to trip and fall face first through a doorway. “Ah!!!” Mika yells in surprise, leaping back to avoid you. You pick yourself up and dust off your clothes a bit. The tech priestess is facing you, but looking around as if she doesn’t know what to say. “Well, that was weird.” You finally comment. You can see a bit of relief on Mika’s face, since you were the one to break the silence instead of her having to. “Y-yes, SLaDOS is acting very strangely…” She fidgets with the sleeve of her robe. “Yeah, strange in a homicidal mad heretek way.” Mika giggles quietly. “I don’t think she meant it, like I said, I think she’s just bored.” You grab her hand suddenly, and give it a squeeze with a smile. “Come on, I brought you some stuff.” Mika starts walking after you, but her cheeks are completely red and she doesn’t look like she knows what to do. “You have really soft hands…” You comment as the two of you walk, you rub her hand with a finger, causing hers to shiver slightly. “T-t-they aren’t great, they aren’t even mechanical…” She trails off, looking away. You raise her hand to your own face, looking it over. Mika has really soft skin, a bit pale, but really its pretty much perfect. “I don’t know why you would want to replace these, I think they are perfect as is.” You press your lips against her hand, giving it a soft kiss. “W-wha!!!” Mika jolts in surprise, her face turning back to you, beet red and eyes spinning. “Well… Give me a second here…” You hear her set down the device and start typing. A door to your right hisses open. “That’s a secondary access tunnel, follow that and I’ll find you. As for SLaDOS, she’s just bored… I think…” You take Mika’s advice and walk as quickly as you can through the tunnel. There are several more automated turrets, and though they seem inactive, you blast them with your finger lasgun to make sure they don’t shoot you in the back. You grin as you give it another smooch. “Ahh!” She pulls away and hides inside her hood. “Aww come on, don’t be like that…” You put your hands on her shoulders. “You are really cute, you know.” You pull her hood off, revealing her very embarrassed face and currently untidy hair which is pulled into a hasty ponytail. “I-I’m not… I’m not cute…” She tries to put her hood back up, but you take both of her hands in your own. “I’ll be the judge of that. Now come on, I want you to see what I got you!” You start pulling her along lightly, but you notice she’s lagging a bit. “Something wrong?” You stop and ask. “It’s n-nothing… I’ve just been on my feet all day…” She says quietly, toying with a strand of her hair with one of her mechanical arms. “Oh, I can help with that!” In one swift movement you crouch down, grab her by the thighs, and lift her onto your back. Mika lets out a startled cry as you stand up, and she wraps her arms around you tightly. All four of them. “W-ww-what are you d-d-doing?!?!” She stammers. “Relax, I’m not going to let you fall.” You assure her. Mika’s face is pressed against your back. “I-isn’t this hard on you? You should let me down so you don’t strain yourself…” “I used to do this for my little sister if she was tired out, so It’s no problem.” You turn your neck and smile at her. “…Y-you have a lit-little sister?” She asks, and it feels like she relaxes a bit. “Yeah, a little brat of one. She likes getting me into trouble, but she’s actually pretty nice to me.” You talk about Helena a bit as you continue to carry her back to the main room. Finally, after several winding hallways, you’ve arrived. “~Commissar, so good to see you again!~” SLaDOS sings. “Please don’t do that again…” You groan back. You set Mika down lightly on a bench, and despite looking very nervous she doesn’t scoot away after you grab the gifts and sit next to her. “Here!” You smile as you set a bag in her lap. She stays frozen for several seconds, before nervously looking to you. “F-for me? Are… Are you sure…?” “Come on, I want you to have them, open them up!” You smile reassuringly as you take her hand and lower it down to the bag. Slowly and quietly she reaches in and pulls something out. “A…Admechgirl…?” FUCK, how did that get in there? “Haha, must have grabbed it along with that copy of Gearskull…” You pluck the magazine out of her hands and toss it aside. She doesn’t look angry though. Instead, Mika is looking at you out of the top of her eyes, her face angled toward the floor. You can barely see her pupils underneath her hair, but you can tell she’s wearing a faint smile. “…Anyways, grab out something else.” She obliges and pulls out the pack of diodes. “Ahhh~” She stares at them, open mouthed. “Err… Do you like them…?” She doesn’t look like she knows what to say. “I mean, it’s cool if you don’t… Plenty o’ other stuff in there…” But you stop when you realize she’s grabbed your hand, and you notice her eyes look a little watery. “Are they a bad thing to gift a tech-priestess? I’m sorry if I’ve offended you or something.” Mika shakes her head slightly. “I-I’m not mad. It-it’s just that…” Her lip is quivering a bit and she’s trembling again. “N-no one’s ever given me diodes before… I… I don’t know what to s-say…” Out of nowhere she erupts into sobs. “Whoa! Hey there, no need to cry!” You put an arm around her shoulders to comfort her and she hides her face in her sleeves. “Sorry, I must have screwed up.” Mika shakes her head more violently this time. “I-it-its not that… I like them… I-I really like them…” She lowers her sleeves, and despite the tears she’s wearing the biggest smile you’ve ever seen on her. “It’s the nicest… The nicest thing anyone’s ever given me…” “B-but… I don’t have anything for you…” Her smile fades a bit. You laugh, lowering your arm to her back and giving her side a little squeeze. “Spending some time with me is way better than me giving you some little gifts. And the mechanical arm is pretty awesome.” She gasps and then beams. “The arm! I almost forgot, I need to finalize it!” You don’t protest as she grabs your arm and pulls you to your feet. She looks so happy she’s practically glowing. She giggles and informs you of some of the technical aspects as she walks you to the workshop. You don’t understand any of it, but you nod and smile. You just like hearing her voice. Mika pushes open the doors, leading you back into the little shop she’s set up for herself. Rows of assorted gears, strands of wire, a metric fuck-ton (actual imperial standard measurement) of tools. “Um… You’ll need to take your shirt off…” She bites her finger and looks away, embarrassed. You comply, pulling it off and setting it aside. She reaches out slowly, her delicate fingers drawing nearer and nearer, finally placing themselves on your chest. She pulls back slightly at the touch, and looks you in the eyes. You smile. She does too. Gently she pushes you down onto a table, and you lay flat on your back. She takes your mechanical arm in her own hand and pulls it away from you slightly so she can work on it. Despite the arm being metal, you can still feel the soft caress of her fingers as she places them in different spots along it. You watch as she works diligently, her eyes matching your content smile. It feels a little strange when she starts adjusting things, despite that, you find yourself enjoying the moment. Mika hums quietly to herself as she makes minor adjustments, turning a screw here, calibrating a servo there… You can tell she’s enjoying herself too. “…There…” She closes a panel and secures it. “It’s finished.” She smiles sweetly at you. You start to get up, but her hand stops you. Mika is looking away, biting her bottom lip. “Actually, there’s one last adjustment I need to make… Can you… Can you close your eyes for just a second?” You lay back down and shut your eyes. Soft hair tickles your nose, and it takes everything you’ve got to not open your eyes right the hell now. You feel soft lips plant a tender kiss on you cheek. “Eeeek!!!” Mika jumps back, covering her face. “I-I-I can’t b-believe I just did that!” You stand back up, grabbing her hands and gently moving them aside. There isn’t anything you need to say, as you lean in and kiss her. She jumps as your lips touch, but you don’t let her retreat, and after a second she stops trying and one of her mechanical claws softly wraps around you, followed slowly by her hands.
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