《Agalma》Chapter 12
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with visions of my meeting still freshly planting in my head i opened my eyes with a confidence Not known to this body. This had to be the first time ever i felt completely at peace and unafraid of the future. I guess even the blessing even effected my personality.
"You're awake took you long enough...woah you look different, i didn't know humans could change in their sleep "-Gwendolyn
I looked different huh, i assumed it had to do with the god of change
"Do you have a mirror in here"- Farron
"Why would i carry a mirror" - Gwen
Difficult as always , but it was my fault for asking and not doing. I got up from my sleeping position and bee lined straight towards one her polished blades. This one carried the essence of a decorated huge broadsword only it was double sided with no real hilt just a metal pole connecting the two blades .It was just big enough for me to get a full picture of myself through a metallic reflection. I could feel a stare of disapproval but this was the new me. My light tan skin color was still the same, my right eye that had been impaled by my benefactors hand had changed colors from brown to pitch black and pupiless. My hair on the other hand was white reminiscent of his hair . There also were purple tattoos that extending from my eye all the way down the right side of my body.
I see the physical changes but now i needed to know how far my mind had been warped by her power .I turned around and looked at Gwendolyn, the way i looked at her was different now. Her build was slender but strong with almost no spikes just rounded at the edge giving her a feminine and intimidating look. Her all her black sleek metal armor-flesh with red lines through her joint areas seemed suited for night time assassinations. Her head shared some some humanoid features sporting short black tungsten horns where her hear ears should be appearing similar to those of a eland. Piercing yellow eyes sat between those horns in the correct placement overall making her have a elegant ferocity that i only just now started to appreciate .I also had to assume her design served a specific purpose.
"sublime" i said under my breath
"I heard that, sleeping really does make you smarter"-Gwen
Mhh normally that would effect me but it just seemed beneath my effort now. I was rested up and with new found abilities, i wanted to explore. studying the room i discovered where she put my journal . Walking next to Gwen who had the book on lap i picked it up with some struggle, it always reminds me how weak i am. That's consistent though most of my life i've had a diet of fish and plants and my only physical training consisted of walking.
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"need help milady" she said sarcastically
"no, but I'm healthy now so lets explore"-Farron
"Exploring to you maybe if I've seen it once ,I've seen it a thousand times. You still haven't told me why your looked changed are you going through a midlife crisis"
I was secretly beginning to enjoy her company even if the way she acted was irking at times . I could just chalk it up to her personality, additionally I'm stuck with her so.
"something like that, so can we please go now"- Farron
"If you command me i cant refuse so sure, where do you want to go first"-Gwen
"preferably somewhere there's fresh air, and lots of people"-Farron
"only people you'll find here is more of my kind, we can go to the market we trade weapons it basically my favorite place "-Gwen
That's exactly the type of place i wanted to go. i need to get a full grasp of everything that was going on. Before i forget i opened the first page of my book and wrote my thoughts from earlier verbatim along with a few new ones
"how do these robots even feel emotions, is it the same we do, how old is there race, why aren't they more advance then this, is there a bottleneck somewhere? , What type of fuel they used , maybe it the same thing powering Gwen, What's the culture of this race like, how do they treat each other, what do they spend there free time doing if they don't need the same things organic life needs to survive ,why do all the round robots look the same but bipedal robots all have different looks"
I'm sure there was more but i left it at that. I looked at Gwen and did a quick sketch that turned out leagues better then i expected must be the new brain and such.
"Yes that's perfect actually, lets go"-Farron
Opening the door we left
since we were on the lowest level of the podium like structure it wasn't very time consuming to get down. Following her clear guidance it wasn't long till we were out of the main deck and the planetary base itself till we were standing in front of a huge steel town sign only thing it had some words that i couldn't decipher. Only now did i realize that i couldn't read or write their language.
"What does the sign say?" I asked
"District 3"
I wrote the symbols and their meaning swiftly "Thanks, lets go" I said
Strolling through district 3 it i could tell eyes were glued to us but as as usual i wondered the implications was it Gwen's status or the fact that I'm human ,a combination i assume. After a few minutes of walking i looked to what seems to what plainly to be a arms peddler .He was wearing straw hat with build was much stockier as if he had a pot belly , he was all silver with green eyes matching his under joints.
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"we're here"
"Its a pleasure Gwendolyn like always, and oh you brought a slave wonderful this one looks human but not so much"
Looking i could see mostly see automatic firearms ,plasm rifles, detonators , with a few knives here and there. Slave huh, Why would robots need them...I should test how he reacts to me this would be a good control group .I'll be as polite as possible gauge exactly how he treats me.
"Hello sir, how are you could you show me your weapons please.
His piercing green eyes looked at me from under the hat obviously not please but he showed some restraint
"... who gave you permission to speak"
That wasn't totally unexpected in fact i was ready for that reaction. It has to be cultural ok make sense ,Opening my book i wrote that down very good I'm one step closer. I wonder how far i could push this interaction not like he could really hurt me here with Gwendolyn right by me. Though it turned out i wouldn't need to do anything myself .Gwendolyn grabbed one of the more expensive looking Plasma rifles ,at first glance it looked intricate with excellent craftmanship .As i looked more my right eye starting see the flaws in it even if i couldn't say how to fix them i had a general feeling of what they were.
"This looks absolutely exquisite sir but the muzzle is damaged"
He didn't like that one bit, was it the sales loss or prejudices.
"Oh now that i look at it.. your right- Gwen
"waa- are you really going to listen to that thing lower lifeform, this is Rifle is- Merchant
"Defective" i chimed in cheerfully which seemed to get a snort out of her. She was happier around weapons... scary
He raised his fist about to backhand me, sensing her friends mood she quickly said "Arthur this human is protected under the royal crown prince, so do anything to jeopardize yourself"
Unbaling his hand he muttered something then said
"If you aren't going to buy anything then just get the fuck out of my shop dammit" Arthur
Mhh did they respect or fear the royal family ,opening my book i took note. Truth is i needed a weapon of some sort i don't think my partner here could use that threat with everyone. Taking another look i pointed at a gun that looked like a BFG-50A only better production value. Its Butt pad, scope mount, and bolt were pure white matching my new hair. The handguard was filled with a red plasma that looped around it in a circle square manner that stopped at the barrel, The grip and trigger were a matching red while the rest of the gun was a the most beautiful black i had ever seen.
"7,720 gernas"
I had no money so i just looked at Gwen, It felt a little scummy but that gun might be the difference between life and death. Which she was in charge of.
"What can it do"-I asked, and he answered a hesitantly but got into it
"This Girl is a fine piece of weaponry right here, Its a long range artillery weapon with two modes a automatic and single shot. It can take tank piercing rounds when its in artillery mode, but in the auto it has infinite ammo with the plasma recycler! Its also light weight so even a skinny kid like you shouldn't have that much of a problem handling it, by the way no recoil when in auto mode, and you don't have to worry about wind since the rounds are plasma." -Arthur
It was magnificent as i thought
"That's robbery, make it 2,500 and i might consider buying it"-Gwendolyn
I wanted to laugh a little no matter how you looked at it she was trying to rob him.
"Don't you have to protect him under the prince, you best take the offer lassie"-Arthur
"your right it would be a shame to have to explain why the princes new guy couldn't defend himself if the need were to happen"
"tch 4,500"
"Deal!"
That was quick, she handed him the money , while he handed me the weapon.
"Make sure to keep it on safety or you'll blow someone's head off, dammit can you even use a plasma rifle?"
I couldn't use one and i wasn't about to play with it
"No so please hand it to Gwen"-Farron
She took the Plasma arm and wrapped it around her back with the string attached to it in practiced motion. The shop keeper didn't seem to upset so i had to think he overpriced it.
"Pleasure doing business with ya" he said rubbing the gold crystals
Money talks everywhere from what i could tell, Without his consent i opened my book and drew him in a minute sketch, these seemed to be coming out better and better.
"Thanks Gwen,i appreciate you spending you money on me, lets go get some armor so " -Farron
" ...You know you're not so bad "-Gwen
That actually surprised me enough to stop walking, In just a few days was she starting to warm up to me. Now that i think about it our only interaction was in battle and forced servitude, who really was at fault for the way things turned out.
"Don't become conceited now" She said while crossing her arms
Funny coming from her but i wouldn't let that stop me from making her my ally, time to speak to her like bad blood never existed. Lets see where this goes
"I wont, i recognize that you don't have to do this for me i appreciate you"- i said sounding as sincere as possible
Trying to hide a faint smile that ill pretend i didn't see, she turned around quickly "bleh sure"
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