[-] You gently lift yourself out of bed and head towards the compound cafeteria. No one is there, as it is lights out, but you do manage to find some leftovers in one of the fridges and help yourself. It's not your nutrient paste, but it fills you up enough that you can lie in bed and wait the next four hours for breakfast comfortably. You enjoy a real breakfast with Emma, then ask her to get you a las-gun for your meeting with William. She agrees.
Your teaching with Brother Hop is enlightening. It seems that SEED's Crusaders rely on morale and attrition based strategies for winning wars, to wear down their enemies with superior human resources. A lot of the officer classes have to do with this type of bloody arithmetic. You find it inefficient, and something about it seems wholly wrong. Despite your misgivings, you don't say anything.
Emma rescues you with a pair of guards and a las-pistol in a holster. You're lead to a hovercraft, and, note with some surprise, Silas joins you in the ship. You feel a little awkward, explaining to him that the Implant fell out when you healed. And he sighs, shaking his head. "I should have expected as much. Do you think you can re-grow a limb?" Emma shoots him a dark look, but he seems genuinely interested in the answer. "We could start with a pinky."
The trip in the hovercraft itself doesn't take that long, the golden gleam of the Inner City giving way to the silver of the Outer City, then the multitudes of grays and browns that make up the suburbs of the Holy City. The craft slows, coming to land near what you can only describe as a warehouse.
William sits within two of his squadmates standing beside him. He has something standing beside him, hidden beneath a heavy canvas blanket. It seems vaguely man-shaped, but very bulky, and very tall. Taller than any man could be. Beneath the coverage, you can feel the pulse of two fusion generators. Silas stands beside it, with a giddy smile.
William smiles, lifting his left hand in a wave. Emma gives a sharp gasp.
He's missing his pinky; a jagged-edged, poorly healed stump is the only thing that remains of it. "The price of failure for not destroying the Moore Family in its entirity." He explains, smiling at you. "Come, come, sit down. I've brought snacks. Oh, and Moore Thornton is giving Gem a hard time on the hovercraft, I'll let the two of you visit later."
He has indeed brought snacks, several small pastries, some dripping with honey, some even seem to be made with real sugar! There's tea in a thermos and a few sandwiches of [veal] cutlet.
"He's being taken care of for the time being by Jimmy Redletter and his wife--" William explains, sipping his tea and looking at the covered structure beside him, "They were so happy to be given a foundling to raise, especially a Thornton one. He's got a nice little life for the time being—two loving parents of modest means. Then training with the local Family. Bright future."
Emma doesn't look convinced, and doesn't respond like a sister should, instead, bluntly, "Why did you call us here, William?"
"You are changing. I'm hurt."
He finally gives a wave of his hand to the guard standing closest to the structure-- and they pull down the blanket.
It was a man, but it isn't one now. Or at least a traditional human. Their legs and arms substituted with great replacements made of metal and steel. He flexes his fingers on a massive las-gun with, you note with surprise, a fusion generator built-in. It could put out massive amounts of power for an extended period. On the man's back are an artificial spine of metal and a self-contained fusion generator. No doubt powering the replacement limbs. "Of course, we have a breast-plate made, so his chest wouldn't be unguarded like that, but they're still under production."
Silas smiles and takes a bow.
"I can provide four squads of these trained, [augmented] troops, directly under my command, for your command. Three months." William states, calmly.
You are Pheobe Gainer AKA Alphira
Local Time: 12:30 pm 6/19/2011
You have a numb arm.
You're rebuilding muscle definition.
You are satiated.
Torso:
A fitted grey shirt with long, tight sleeves. Lower Body:
New grey semi-formal, military-style pants.In Holster:
A worn, but well-repaired las-pistol, painted a dull green. 250/250Hands:
A pair of leather gloves. Feet:
Woolen socks(hidden)
Feet:
A pair of new leather boots.[100 credits] in local currency.
Overload: Amateur.
Inferno : Amateur
Healing Factor: Amateur.
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Endurance Boost: Beginner.
Matter Manipulation:Earth?::Beginner
You are under contract with The Brotherhood of Scholars for twenty-three years. [Angel] of The Holy City State of SEED
--High Influence within its borders
--Full command of all military resources, as approved by Crusader General
--Full command of all military resources, in emergencies
--Assigned a personal team of researchers, medical officers, and trainers.
Grandmother(adopted), Handler: Mother Nicole Gainer
--Contactable in person.
--High Influence with Scholars, Crusaders, the Thornton Family
--Current lawful ruler of Steelworks 9 Region (Crusader Supported)
Organization: The Thornton Family
--Contactable through Mail, Emma
--High Influence within Steelworks 9 Region
--Allied with Nicole Gainer, you
Organization: Personal Guard
--A complement of fifty guards, highly trained, heavily armed. Each carries a las-rifle, a las-pistol, and a personal knife. They wear Heavily Armored Crusader vests, leggings, boots and face obscuring kevlar face masks.
--Lead by Captain Zachary McKinney
--41/49 Loyal, Fanatic
--4/50 Uncertain
--4/50 Defiant
Ally, Subservient: Captain Zachary McKinney
--Contactable in person
--High Influence within Personal Guard
--Allied with The Pontifex
--Very low Influence with the Crusaders of SEED
Contact, Threat: William Thornton
--Contactable through Mail, Emma
--High influence within The Thornton Family
--Feared within Steelworks 9 Region
Personal Scientist, Ally: Silas Thornton
--Contactable in person
--High influence within The Thornton Family
Contact, Military Trainer Coordinator: Tyler Hop (Cordial)
Lover, Adjutant: Emma Thornton (Content-Exhausted)
--High influence within The Thornton Family
Friends(?) (Lost Contact):
-McGee Foster
-James Foster
-Johnathan Shellton
-Jesse Hardhouse
-Erica Hail
-Amanda Silversmith
-'Other' Eric Armstrong
-John Frost
-Quincy Black
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