As an underground coral energy deposite was disturbed and invaded by the neumerous greed stained hands of corporations...a single voice cried out from the coral...a coral response thus followed...but instead of the reappearence of technological horr...
You pondered at the offer...and finally spoke up...
Y/N: fine...I-I'lll stay...
You saw the old man sigh in relief. But in the middle of his now relaxed state, you spoke up...
Y/N: But I won't be doing yoy any favors!...n-not until...
You clenched your hands as you stared at them with all the bravery you could muster...
Y/N: not until I trust you...!
Yoy shouted out as your voice of demand echoed along the large metal room...
Walter: hmm...alright then...but in return...you tell us what we need to know...after that, you will be granted out temporary protection...
You huffed out a nervous cough before thinking...did you really have a choice?
Y/N: F-fine by me...
Walter: good...
The man turned to the lady next to him before speaking.
Walter: 621...proceed with the repairs of your AC, and rest up before your upcoming mission...
The lady, without responding. Immediately turned away towards her machine- wait...
She's the pilot!?
Y/N: w-wait, she-!?...she was the one that-...
Walter: saved you?...yes...you can give your thanks later, but...for now...come with me...
You looked to the man with a confused and untrusting expression before watching him turn away from you without a care.
He then walked into the room you had tried to enter and escape to...before running into 621 ofcourse...the weird pillow sensation was still on your back coincidencentally...
Walter: you coming, or what?...
The man spoke with slight impatience...
Y/N: Y-...yeah...
Slowly regaining your confidence, you walked towards the door before entering a somewhat large hallway
But to your left, you could see...
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Walter: ah, those...fabricators that can produce whatever we need if given the blueprints...in short, we buy the blue prints for a one time use. Fabricators build it, and there you have it...tools, weapons, parts...pretty much anything that's made of metal...
You looked over to see the line of machines dormant for a few seconds...before immediately firing up.
Several metal claws sliced and carved away, while a laser beamed down to make precise cuts into a large slab of metal.
Within a few short seconds, a large metal armor plate was sent out of the other side...and not long after...
