He ends up next to the offload panel between Bobo and the Asset, and Bobo refuses to peer around him to see what’s going on. His neck is doing a whole ‘not-bobbing-his-head-while-trying-to-look-over-their-shoulders’ thing as he circumnavigates the room. It’s kept Bobo from many a lonely night going slowly insane. It’s not much of a talker, but it’s a great listener. Maybe he can talk the higher ups into letting the Asset tag along. At least it’ll be a chance to get out of his cell in between missions. And it’s probably gonna end up being Bobo. Splatters from its many, many leaking tubes and nozzles and the gashes where fuel lines and sparking wires were cut away drip all over the chopper floor. The Pawns lift the Asset up and into the offload pod. He doesn't know if the chopper pod will be enough to deal with those weird growths. Usually they just pop the Asset in its pod until it can get a full offload at one of Providence’s nanite storage facilities. The process is calibrated to give the Asset just enough of its nanites to grow into its mecha size, and then extracted so it can't go wildin’ around HQ. The Asset looks like it's gone into full nanite overload, and if it’s Bobo’s fault, he’ll be in deep chimp chips.īobo’s onboarded nanites plenty of times before. The inactive nanites are gross, but the Asset’s active ones are in league of their own.īobo wipes his suddenly clammy hands on his trousers. The casket lid hisses open and Bobo coughs on the stale remnants of nose-burning chemicals and cloying vacuum dust from the Asset’s last offloading process.Ī malformed, grey organ sprouting limbs and valves and teeming with rivets and wires is wheeled up the chopper’s ramp. When the troop of Pawns returns pushing a stretcher dripping with all sorts of fluids, Bobo drops the loading ramp and starts prepping the Asset’s offload pod, unbuckling and rolling it out of its little cupboard, making sure the hose valves are tight and undamaged. There's a reason he wears a hat and jacket. Bobo still has patches of skin that don't grow fur right from batteries of invasive experiments trying to figure out what makes him tick. Guy in black body armour starts throwing levers on the machine you're hooked up to and it hurts? No thank you. And who could blame it? Bobo knew the rigamarole of experiments these Providence freaks ran on their EVOs. ![]() What can he say? The Asset’s last pilot had been pulped when the nanite upload began, the Asset freaking out and going full postal. The coppery smelling engine oil lingering in his fur for weeks. It used to be that he’d be out there helping cut the core out with the Pawns and grunt EVOs. ![]() This presents itself as the perfect opportunity to sit back, relax, and– the collar sitting just a little too snug on his neck reminds him what a problem that could be. There’s no sign of Six scarpering over the collapsed machines, so they probably haven’t found the Asset’s core yet. Idiot humans that don’t know what ‘evacuate’ means are above his pay grade.īehind them, a line of Pawns winds deeper into the rubble. Through the lower windshield below his legs, Bobo can see some sort of commotion around the Providence ER vehicle, with medics and Black Pawns clustering around a civilian in a shock blanket. Better that than being experimented on by Providence indefinitely, he thinks, kicking his feet up on the dashboard. ![]() ![]() The EVO is gone, accidentally killed by the Asset probably. The last time the Asset had to be put down after wigging out, its little robot form – bristling with wires and chitinous metal exoskeleton – had lain curled up in the fetal position across from Bobo’s adjoining cell for two days.īobo sets the chopper down next to the clean-up party. Shame Six had to tranq the thing, although this has been the most efficient Asset take-down Bobo has ever seen. He aims for a flat spot where one of the Asset’s feet had been while punching in the prep sequence for the nanite offloading procedure. Bobo manoeuvres the cargo chopper through the debris field, the rotors sweeping clouds of dust up and away. The shockwave from the Asset’s collapse crashes against the helicopter.
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