V. 7. Pills 2, Teela club.
Characters in this section:
Bee-G-CAN; Brain researcher.
Zat-R-NIK; New citizen to PLN.
Doublethink
Tombking
CMT-V
Farg-U-MAN
Phial-O
Forum covered in this section:
Activity Center » A Corridor 15.11-15.12
Activity Center » Tella-O Appreciation Club Meeting Headquarters 1.4 - 2.4
Bee leads Zat very carefully down the corridor, making sure she doesn't trip or fall on anything.
"ZAT? Can you HEAR ME? Zat, please..."
"B.....Bee?" She stumbles a little as she seperates another strand of memory from reality, the conflicting sensations are increadibly confusing.
.......An unknown orange clone stumbles into the room, looking a little charred, with a few burnt out holes in his jumpsuit, and the odd wisp of smoke eminating from various parts of his body, and asks for Grov. He notices Zats condition and quickly starts typing out orders for a docbot......
The room is covered in dust, a few stackable chairs arranged around a vidscreen playing a classic Tella-O episode on loop.
Bee leads Zat over the threshold of a dusty room, with a few stackable chairs arranged around a vidscreen playing a classic Tella-O episode on loop.
He puts her down in one of the chairs, after brushing the dust off it.
"Come on, we can rest in here for a bit. No one really comes in anymore... "
He turns off the vidscreen.
Zat feels the chair and slowly lets herself into it. Her face contorts and her hands scrape on the chair rather pathetically as hallucinates the time when she was on the electrified floor of power services. This doesn't last long, however, and she is soon sitting quite relaxed once more, eyes flicking about and mucules barely twitching in response to some non-existant stimulation. As she continues to fall through the dream well, the memories are from longer and longer ago... Snippets of vid shows, the molecular formula of a particularly interesting hydrocarbon... She sinks to her first remembered memories. These are dull and faded in her waking memory, but revived to the original vividness of their first perception.
............"Why would you want to remember?" Asks Hendrel, another junior clone approaching maturity. "I mean obviously there is a good reason why you don't!" A care giver inteerupts, "She's right o course... You just relax, Freind Computer is taking care of everything. Come now," she says, calmly, "It's time for you to have another treatment." The word treatment sparks some feeling of discomort in the young Zat, who can't seem to remember why. She supposes that this is just another thing that the computer is in control of. She relaxes and goes with the woman............
Back in te real world, Zats breathing slows slightly.
Bee checks Zat's eyes again, and sees a little dilation.
"Zat? Zat! It's me, Bee. If you can hear me, I'm waiting for you. It's ok, find your memories, but please come back. I need you, Zat. You're not like anyone else I've ever met... please come back... "
Bee takes out the pic-prints of Zat and himself smiling in the lift, and puts one of them in her hands. He looks at the other, and puts it away slowly. He sits alongside Zat, and holds her waiting for a change.
Zat rests her head against Bee, but gives no other response. On some level she takes comfort from the nearness. Her desent through the well slows slightly, and a new memory whirls through her head.
........Zat finds herself waking up for the first time in NIK sector. She is lying on a grey bunk in a grey room, which otherwise contains only a grey table with a steadily beeping moniter and a drip beside the bed. She has a headaiche, and is glad that the room is dim. she lyes there staring at the darkened ceiling, almost vacantly, for a few minutes befire realising that she doesn't know where she is. It dosn't bother her too much. A time later, however, it comes to her that she doesn't even know who she is. The more she thinks about it, the more that it bothers her. After an unknown amout of time, she becomes slightly agitated, just enough that she props herself up to look around. As she moves a fold in the tube is realeased and a bubble rises in the bag. She blinks. The headaich fades away and she stops pondering her identity. She lays back down and closes her eyes, ignoring the beeping moniter..............
Bee puts his arm around Zat, and waits patiently. He takes out his PDC and opens the Etch-A-Sketch program. He looks at Zat in his old male Orange uniform and thinks for a moment.
"Hmm, I wonder what Zat would look like as a blonde..."
He starts sketching a new jumpsuit design on his PDC, which seems much more interesting than the old baggy 'suit.
"I hope you wake up soon. You're much more interesting awake. But then you don't have that cute sleepy look with your eyes open.."
Zat finally reaches the bottom of the dream well. She hits the barrier in her memories and begins to slowly, but not entirely painlessly, pass through. Even if she tried to she couldn't stop this. In the rel world she bites her lip and pushes her forehead into Bee where it reasts on him. Both acions are quite feeble.
Ater a moment she relaxes once more.
........Zat emerges from the other side of the barrier. She now floats gently here, much as she did on the first visit. The 'pack of Lucys' surrounds her, this time they are welcoming...........
Zat stays in this place for about an hour. All the knowledge of her past is availiale to her.With the access to her earlier memories, the block dissintergrates. From now on the only real limitation on her acces to these memories should be that for some years there have been no links made to the memories.
The illusory world fades away, leaving Zat to deal woth only one reality once more. She is still somewhat dazed, though only to about the same extent of a person who has either slept a very long, or a very short time. She lays there a moment longer, blinking for the first time in an hour or so. The glow of the screen hurts her eyes and she squints a little.
"Do you remember Lucy?" She asks softly.
"You're back... thank dave you're all right... Lucy? Um, yeah. I think so ..."
Bee thinks way, way back.
"Yessss... I think I remember a girl called Lucy. She used to make great big sandcastles in the sandpit sometimes. I'd help, and dig little trenches around it so the "Marauding Commie Combots" wouldn't knock it down. Then we'd play in it and knock it down. Then one day she wasn't there, and I was told she was taken away. Then the teachbot wouldn't let me play with the other children for months, and even then it watched me like security camera. They were so mean... Why do you ask? Did you know her?"
"You could say that..."
She thinks through her own memories for a while, then talks in a tiny voice.
"Did I cause so much trouble?"
"Trouble? You? Oh, no... I was talking about Lucy... It wasn't trouble, really. I mean, she left but I don't think she wanted to, and I never found out about it anyway. It wasn't her fault all that stuff happened afterwards, those teachbots were mean all the time. I still wish we could have made more sandcastles, though. Those were fun. She was fun. But she's gone now... I wish I knew where she went."
Zat puts her hand up to his cheek, turning his face to hers. She stares into his eyes for a moment.
"But, Bee, you don't have to wish, she... I am Back. Bee, I am Lucy... or was... now I don't really know who I am."
Bee looks at her face, searching. He looks at her nose, and her hair, and her eyes. He looks into her eyes, and smiles.
"Of all the labs in all the sectors of all the Complex, you walk into mine."
He realises something, and chuckles.
"So what do I call you now? Zat? Or Lucy? Hmm... "
Bee shrugs.
"But then, what's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet."
Zat does not even pause to wonder what a rose is. She kisses him breifly.
"You know, I thinkthis is another thing we shouldn't tell anyone about."
"I think that would be a good idea. Some people might have... funny ideas about what we're doing. I know one person isn't too happy about us. How do you feel? Are you okay to walk, or are you still woozy?"
"A little woozy, but I think I can walk okay."
She stretches carefully.
"Someone who isn't too happy about us?"
Bee swallows as the men's jumpsuit binds around her chest as she stretches her arms above her head.
"Er, just some guy. It's ok, just keep an eye out for anyone suspicious, and cameras tracking you. I think he's after me, to be honest. I must have "entranced" you, or something. Anyway, you might stop feeling like this if you keep eating normal food all the time. Try to avoid HotFun and Soylents if you can, I'll see if I can get any suppressant suppressants."
"Okay. heh, to be honest I don't really like them anyway."
Bee peeks out the door.
"All clear, I think. Welcome to the Tella-O fanclub, by the way, heehee."
They move out into the corridor.
Zat and Bee move into the corridor quietly from a dark room, to see Tombking clucking.*
***
*this story intersects with another
***
"Hey, it's Tombking. He looks a little ruffled. I wonder why he's just standing there in the path of that forkbot."
Zat listens for a moment.
"His own body? I wonder what thats all about..."
Doublethink-O-FBI-1 pulls out his PDC, hits a few buttons, and then nonchalantly holds it at his side.
"What-ever!"Shouts Phial, engaging the forkbot and surging forward attempting to squish Tombking-Y. He continues to record with his PDC.
Zat stands quite still as Tombking is killed, the body examined by Doublethink, and Doublethink chased off by the forkbot. She stares at the corpse, grey faced.
.Another corpse... to think that such a short time ago I hadn't seen a single person die, except on the vid shows.
Bee watches the forkbot go about its splat tango.
Another corpse... good grief. I wonder who is going to clean that stuff up?
Zat looks over to Bee.
.So much has changed since then.)
Yawning suddenly, she wonders just how long she has been awake; approximatly three dxaycycles,
then blinks as she notices the oddly shaped Farg-U-MAN chasing after Doublethink in his quest to find Jazzer-U.
"Hmm, I think we'd better go get some rest. I'm a bit tired and your brain could do with some recovery time. "
Bee feels a little uncomfortable, as if he doesn't want to go.
"Parting is such sugary sorrow. We'll meet tomorrow at work, right?"
"Hmm, well, I should see you anyway. Although..." She pauses for a moment, bites her lip then says hurridly, quietly, "Greymist wanted me to work in HPD&MC, to try to find some way to improve public image."
"What? No... that's... no... how unfair... "
She's a... not them...
"I... I see... Well, I suppose I'll see you around then, huh? Ahaha... aha... ah..." whimper.
Bee wanders off to the apartments, preoccupied.
After he leaves, CMT-V walks down the corridor draging the beaten body of Lord Matthius, leaving a long red trail down the corridor.
Zat sees yet another body dragged past.
She notes that CMT is quite alright*, then heads off towards the red quarters to get her things.... well thing, anyway.
***
*refers to another adventure
***
Later on
Characters in this section:
Zat-R-NIK; New citizen to PLN.
Bee-G
HB-117; Midnight-G's housebot
Zat-O entersthe RED quarters, looking very tired. And, surprise, surprise, here's another corpse.
She moves over to a crumpled bed, picks up the Tella mirrors, straightens out the sheets and walks out, not noticing or interacting with anybody in the room. She heads to the ORANGE quarters and enters her assigned room, dropping all her belongings on the floor. She removes her tie and falls onto her bed. Other than the numerous occasions when she was unconcious, and the breif nap in R&D, this is the first sleep she has had in three daycycles
Zat's sleep is restless. Her life had, untill a few daycycles ago, been very uneventfull, or so she had thought. The Computer had wished her interesting times, and she had got them. Her mind, unable to throw off hte assault of 13 years worth of 'new' memories, can not shut down, despite her fatigue. Lost in here dreams, she rolls over and falls out of bed. A quiet, sligtly muffled thump can be heard.
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Bee-G walks through the lobby, ignoring the cackling giggle coming Midnight's room and into his own. He shuts his door, locks it and leans against it.
She's a... a...
"#13!! Get me a Beercan, Extra Scotchy! Now!"
.....an HPD&MCer!
He lifts his head from the door, and looks at his ripped sleeve.
"#13? Hello?"
The apartment seems completely botless.
"#13? Get your chassis out here now! I'm not in the mood for games!"
Bee searches the apartment, and finds a drawer open. A few items lie scattered about.
"Damn. I wonder where he is."
-----
Zat-O-NIK-1 slowly opens her eyes. She is damp with sweat, just staring to go cold, and needs to visit the bathroom. The sheet is wrapped around her feet and over the bed. She rolls over, wraps it around herself, and stumbles to her destination, then after a time, stambles back again.
Returning to her room, she moves to get back into bed, but finds it cold and damp. Upon turning the matres she finds it to be rather smelly*, She stands there for a moment, then closes the door. The lights don't work. Opening the door a crack, to let in the light. Feeliong a little guilty, she moves to swap the matesses across, decides that her's actually smells better than Maph's** anyway, and goes back to her own bed.
She is cold, but finds herself able to sleep after a time.
***
* Imagine a bed at a youth camp
** Enough to make up for the damp
I had thought I'de posted this stuff before, but it seems I didn't, so here is a long winded explanation about why my character is so very messed up by all this stuff with the memories... Zat is just confused trying to reconcile the total loyalty with the Lucy memories or WHY she was always so very loyal. Well, after restarting in NIK, she was always totally loyal to the computer. NIK sector is one which is centered around hpd&mc particularly the MC bit so Lucy was sent here to be reprogrammed, or whatever word you want to use and ofcourse, the sectors control of the citizens there is quite substantial being as the are focusing all their energy on mind control techniques, and this is why Zat had never seen anyone die before; In that sort of place the secret societies dont work very well and there is only really one center of power. Now she had the memories or the -probebly unpleasant- reprogamming, she has to reconcile the mind set she has lived with for so long with the actual knowledge of the stuff that happened, Oh, and this is where the comic fits.
It's not a very good comic though...
***
Zat wakes up again. She takes her dirty laundry, and herself, wrapped in the bed sheet, down to the bathroom. She cleans up as best as she can without any soap,* then uses the sheet as a towel. Zat then walks back to room 3, (carrying the dripping clothes,) and stands the matrus up to air. She puts the clothes on the bed railing to dry, and the water drips onto the croncrete floor and towards the small drain**.
***
* required for best results on those stuborn Tony stains!
** probebly blocked
***
Bee-G-CAN; Brain researcher.
Zat-R-NIK; New citizen to PLN.
Doublethink
Tombking
CMT-V
Farg-U-MAN
Phial-O
Forum covered in this section:
Activity Center » A Corridor 15.11-15.12
Activity Center » Tella-O Appreciation Club Meeting Headquarters 1.4 - 2.4
Bee leads Zat very carefully down the corridor, making sure she doesn't trip or fall on anything.
"ZAT? Can you HEAR ME? Zat, please..."
"B.....Bee?" She stumbles a little as she seperates another strand of memory from reality, the conflicting sensations are increadibly confusing.
.......An unknown orange clone stumbles into the room, looking a little charred, with a few burnt out holes in his jumpsuit, and the odd wisp of smoke eminating from various parts of his body, and asks for Grov. He notices Zats condition and quickly starts typing out orders for a docbot......
The room is covered in dust, a few stackable chairs arranged around a vidscreen playing a classic Tella-O episode on loop.
Bee leads Zat over the threshold of a dusty room, with a few stackable chairs arranged around a vidscreen playing a classic Tella-O episode on loop.
He puts her down in one of the chairs, after brushing the dust off it.
"Come on, we can rest in here for a bit. No one really comes in anymore... "
He turns off the vidscreen.
Zat feels the chair and slowly lets herself into it. Her face contorts and her hands scrape on the chair rather pathetically as hallucinates the time when she was on the electrified floor of power services. This doesn't last long, however, and she is soon sitting quite relaxed once more, eyes flicking about and mucules barely twitching in response to some non-existant stimulation. As she continues to fall through the dream well, the memories are from longer and longer ago... Snippets of vid shows, the molecular formula of a particularly interesting hydrocarbon... She sinks to her first remembered memories. These are dull and faded in her waking memory, but revived to the original vividness of their first perception.
............"Why would you want to remember?" Asks Hendrel, another junior clone approaching maturity. "I mean obviously there is a good reason why you don't!" A care giver inteerupts, "She's right o course... You just relax, Freind Computer is taking care of everything. Come now," she says, calmly, "It's time for you to have another treatment." The word treatment sparks some feeling of discomort in the young Zat, who can't seem to remember why. She supposes that this is just another thing that the computer is in control of. She relaxes and goes with the woman............
Back in te real world, Zats breathing slows slightly.
Bee checks Zat's eyes again, and sees a little dilation.
"Zat? Zat! It's me, Bee. If you can hear me, I'm waiting for you. It's ok, find your memories, but please come back. I need you, Zat. You're not like anyone else I've ever met... please come back... "
Bee takes out the pic-prints of Zat and himself smiling in the lift, and puts one of them in her hands. He looks at the other, and puts it away slowly. He sits alongside Zat, and holds her waiting for a change.
Zat rests her head against Bee, but gives no other response. On some level she takes comfort from the nearness. Her desent through the well slows slightly, and a new memory whirls through her head.
........Zat finds herself waking up for the first time in NIK sector. She is lying on a grey bunk in a grey room, which otherwise contains only a grey table with a steadily beeping moniter and a drip beside the bed. She has a headaiche, and is glad that the room is dim. she lyes there staring at the darkened ceiling, almost vacantly, for a few minutes befire realising that she doesn't know where she is. It dosn't bother her too much. A time later, however, it comes to her that she doesn't even know who she is. The more she thinks about it, the more that it bothers her. After an unknown amout of time, she becomes slightly agitated, just enough that she props herself up to look around. As she moves a fold in the tube is realeased and a bubble rises in the bag. She blinks. The headaich fades away and she stops pondering her identity. She lays back down and closes her eyes, ignoring the beeping moniter..............
Bee puts his arm around Zat, and waits patiently. He takes out his PDC and opens the Etch-A-Sketch program. He looks at Zat in his old male Orange uniform and thinks for a moment.
"Hmm, I wonder what Zat would look like as a blonde..."
He starts sketching a new jumpsuit design on his PDC, which seems much more interesting than the old baggy 'suit.
"I hope you wake up soon. You're much more interesting awake. But then you don't have that cute sleepy look with your eyes open.."
Zat finally reaches the bottom of the dream well. She hits the barrier in her memories and begins to slowly, but not entirely painlessly, pass through. Even if she tried to she couldn't stop this. In the rel world she bites her lip and pushes her forehead into Bee where it reasts on him. Both acions are quite feeble.
Ater a moment she relaxes once more.
........Zat emerges from the other side of the barrier. She now floats gently here, much as she did on the first visit. The 'pack of Lucys' surrounds her, this time they are welcoming...........
Zat stays in this place for about an hour. All the knowledge of her past is availiale to her.With the access to her earlier memories, the block dissintergrates. From now on the only real limitation on her acces to these memories should be that for some years there have been no links made to the memories.
The illusory world fades away, leaving Zat to deal woth only one reality once more. She is still somewhat dazed, though only to about the same extent of a person who has either slept a very long, or a very short time. She lays there a moment longer, blinking for the first time in an hour or so. The glow of the screen hurts her eyes and she squints a little.
"Do you remember Lucy?" She asks softly.
"You're back... thank dave you're all right... Lucy? Um, yeah. I think so ..."
Bee thinks way, way back.
"Yessss... I think I remember a girl called Lucy. She used to make great big sandcastles in the sandpit sometimes. I'd help, and dig little trenches around it so the "Marauding Commie Combots" wouldn't knock it down. Then we'd play in it and knock it down. Then one day she wasn't there, and I was told she was taken away. Then the teachbot wouldn't let me play with the other children for months, and even then it watched me like security camera. They were so mean... Why do you ask? Did you know her?"
"You could say that..."
She thinks through her own memories for a while, then talks in a tiny voice.
"Did I cause so much trouble?"
"Trouble? You? Oh, no... I was talking about Lucy... It wasn't trouble, really. I mean, she left but I don't think she wanted to, and I never found out about it anyway. It wasn't her fault all that stuff happened afterwards, those teachbots were mean all the time. I still wish we could have made more sandcastles, though. Those were fun. She was fun. But she's gone now... I wish I knew where she went."
Zat puts her hand up to his cheek, turning his face to hers. She stares into his eyes for a moment.
"But, Bee, you don't have to wish, she... I am Back. Bee, I am Lucy... or was... now I don't really know who I am."
Bee looks at her face, searching. He looks at her nose, and her hair, and her eyes. He looks into her eyes, and smiles.
"Of all the labs in all the sectors of all the Complex, you walk into mine."
He realises something, and chuckles.
"So what do I call you now? Zat? Or Lucy? Hmm... "
Bee shrugs.
"But then, what's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet."
Zat does not even pause to wonder what a rose is. She kisses him breifly.
"You know, I thinkthis is another thing we shouldn't tell anyone about."
"I think that would be a good idea. Some people might have... funny ideas about what we're doing. I know one person isn't too happy about us. How do you feel? Are you okay to walk, or are you still woozy?"
"A little woozy, but I think I can walk okay."
She stretches carefully.
"Someone who isn't too happy about us?"
Bee swallows as the men's jumpsuit binds around her chest as she stretches her arms above her head.
"Er, just some guy. It's ok, just keep an eye out for anyone suspicious, and cameras tracking you. I think he's after me, to be honest. I must have "entranced" you, or something. Anyway, you might stop feeling like this if you keep eating normal food all the time. Try to avoid HotFun and Soylents if you can, I'll see if I can get any suppressant suppressants."
"Okay. heh, to be honest I don't really like them anyway."
Bee peeks out the door.
"All clear, I think. Welcome to the Tella-O fanclub, by the way, heehee."
They move out into the corridor.
Zat and Bee move into the corridor quietly from a dark room, to see Tombking clucking.*
***
*this story intersects with another
***
"Hey, it's Tombking. He looks a little ruffled. I wonder why he's just standing there in the path of that forkbot."
Zat listens for a moment.
"His own body? I wonder what thats all about..."
Doublethink-O-FBI-1 pulls out his PDC, hits a few buttons, and then nonchalantly holds it at his side.
"What-ever!"Shouts Phial, engaging the forkbot and surging forward attempting to squish Tombking-Y. He continues to record with his PDC.
Zat stands quite still as Tombking is killed, the body examined by Doublethink, and Doublethink chased off by the forkbot. She stares at the corpse, grey faced.
.Another corpse... to think that such a short time ago I hadn't seen a single person die, except on the vid shows.
Bee watches the forkbot go about its splat tango.
Another corpse... good grief. I wonder who is going to clean that stuff up?
Zat looks over to Bee.
.So much has changed since then.)
Yawning suddenly, she wonders just how long she has been awake; approximatly three dxaycycles,
then blinks as she notices the oddly shaped Farg-U-MAN chasing after Doublethink in his quest to find Jazzer-U.
"Hmm, I think we'd better go get some rest. I'm a bit tired and your brain could do with some recovery time. "
Bee feels a little uncomfortable, as if he doesn't want to go.
"Parting is such sugary sorrow. We'll meet tomorrow at work, right?"
"Hmm, well, I should see you anyway. Although..." She pauses for a moment, bites her lip then says hurridly, quietly, "Greymist wanted me to work in HPD&MC, to try to find some way to improve public image."
"What? No... that's... no... how unfair... "
She's a... not them...
"I... I see... Well, I suppose I'll see you around then, huh? Ahaha... aha... ah..." whimper.
Bee wanders off to the apartments, preoccupied.
After he leaves, CMT-V walks down the corridor draging the beaten body of Lord Matthius, leaving a long red trail down the corridor.
Zat sees yet another body dragged past.
She notes that CMT is quite alright*, then heads off towards the red quarters to get her things.... well thing, anyway.
***
*refers to another adventure
***
Later on
Characters in this section:
Zat-R-NIK; New citizen to PLN.
Bee-G
HB-117; Midnight-G's housebot
Zat-O entersthe RED quarters, looking very tired. And, surprise, surprise, here's another corpse.
She moves over to a crumpled bed, picks up the Tella mirrors, straightens out the sheets and walks out, not noticing or interacting with anybody in the room. She heads to the ORANGE quarters and enters her assigned room, dropping all her belongings on the floor. She removes her tie and falls onto her bed. Other than the numerous occasions when she was unconcious, and the breif nap in R&D, this is the first sleep she has had in three daycycles
Zat's sleep is restless. Her life had, untill a few daycycles ago, been very uneventfull, or so she had thought. The Computer had wished her interesting times, and she had got them. Her mind, unable to throw off hte assault of 13 years worth of 'new' memories, can not shut down, despite her fatigue. Lost in here dreams, she rolls over and falls out of bed. A quiet, sligtly muffled thump can be heard.
-----
Bee-G walks through the lobby, ignoring the cackling giggle coming Midnight's room and into his own. He shuts his door, locks it and leans against it.
She's a... a...
"#13!! Get me a Beercan, Extra Scotchy! Now!"
.....an HPD&MCer!
He lifts his head from the door, and looks at his ripped sleeve.
"#13? Hello?"
The apartment seems completely botless.
"#13? Get your chassis out here now! I'm not in the mood for games!"
Bee searches the apartment, and finds a drawer open. A few items lie scattered about.
"Damn. I wonder where he is."
-----
Zat-O-NIK-1 slowly opens her eyes. She is damp with sweat, just staring to go cold, and needs to visit the bathroom. The sheet is wrapped around her feet and over the bed. She rolls over, wraps it around herself, and stumbles to her destination, then after a time, stambles back again.
Returning to her room, she moves to get back into bed, but finds it cold and damp. Upon turning the matres she finds it to be rather smelly*, She stands there for a moment, then closes the door. The lights don't work. Opening the door a crack, to let in the light. Feeliong a little guilty, she moves to swap the matesses across, decides that her's actually smells better than Maph's** anyway, and goes back to her own bed.
She is cold, but finds herself able to sleep after a time.
***
* Imagine a bed at a youth camp
** Enough to make up for the damp
I had thought I'de posted this stuff before, but it seems I didn't, so here is a long winded explanation about why my character is so very messed up by all this stuff with the memories... Zat is just confused trying to reconcile the total loyalty with the Lucy memories or WHY she was always so very loyal. Well, after restarting in NIK, she was always totally loyal to the computer. NIK sector is one which is centered around hpd&mc particularly the MC bit so Lucy was sent here to be reprogrammed, or whatever word you want to use and ofcourse, the sectors control of the citizens there is quite substantial being as the are focusing all their energy on mind control techniques, and this is why Zat had never seen anyone die before; In that sort of place the secret societies dont work very well and there is only really one center of power. Now she had the memories or the -probebly unpleasant- reprogamming, she has to reconcile the mind set she has lived with for so long with the actual knowledge of the stuff that happened, Oh, and this is where the comic fits.
It's not a very good comic though...
***
Zat wakes up again. She takes her dirty laundry, and herself, wrapped in the bed sheet, down to the bathroom. She cleans up as best as she can without any soap,* then uses the sheet as a towel. Zat then walks back to room 3, (carrying the dripping clothes,) and stands the matrus up to air. She puts the clothes on the bed railing to dry, and the water drips onto the croncrete floor and towards the small drain**.
***
* required for best results on those stuborn Tony stains!
** probebly blocked
***
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