All Out of Gum

[an_emulated_mind]

Gwen's arranged an announcement or sort of party in the Sakihama hangar, advertised on bulletin boards around the bases. She's even gone so far as to set out a small tray of sweets in front of the object of the celebration: a brand-new, upscaled version of Nemain. Though this one isn't exploded, or on the bottom of the pacific ocean.

"Good news everyone! Thanks to Doomstar's cooperation, many embarrassing apologies and more than a little bribery, I'm proud to present to you...Medb!"

Gwen gestures to the 15 meter mecha behind her, in all its edgy black glory.

"It's made from Doomstar's mecha, so that won't be gathering dust anymore. With it, I'll be able to take part in the battles from here on and kick some ass!"

Comments

[majestic_keiki]

Not being able to taste does sound pretty bad...

[an_emulated_mind]

I know, right? At least that one's an easy fix, I just need to get the kind of tongue they give cyborgs. Expensive, but easy. Alcohol's gonna be more of a problem, I'd need all kinds of fake liver adjustments and the like...

...But this body has its upsides! It's pretty realistic, and I won't need any modifications to...er, be intimate with someone.

[majestic_keiki]

I see.

...

I imagine that you don't need to worry about most of the things most people do. No need to worry about disease or nutrition or the like.

[an_emulated_mind]

No, none of that. Though there are some bits of maintenance I'll have to keep doing on my own-there are some nanobots in my "blood" to handle most of it, but it's not like that goes everywhere...I have to charge up, of course, but the real weird thing is sleep being optional...

...You're making a face. Is there something you want to ask?

[majestic_keiki]

No.

Better find some hobbies so you have a way of passing time while others sleep, though.

[an_emulated_mind]

No kidding. Maybe I'll take up knitting?

No matter how it goes, I've got a long time to get used to this.

[majestic_keiki]

That'd be something to see.