<img style="avatar" src="http://i.imgur.com/OHyHtms.png" style="max-width:25%;float:right;margin:0 0 18px 18px;]"It wasn't my intention to be vague."
Kae followed directions well, and when she was told to get into the vehicle, she did just that. Taking a seat on the passenger's side, her features immediately seemed to turn outward, staring through the tinted glass towards the cityscape. There was some semblance of home here in Saigon for the Synthetic. It was where she was crafted, and though much of her parts were factory model upgrades, the organic portions were from scratch. Skin grown in labs over an exoskeleton of cobalt-chromium alloy, Titanium marrow injections for a faux bone structure. The KAE series was advertised as being the most durable and long lasting androids on the market, and such claims weren't far from the truth. Did Kae consider herself be anything special? In some ways, she might have. Her artificial intelligence chip was state of the art, and her neural matrix was as close to that of a human's as Tanzo was capable of making at this time.
She watched the city fly by as they passed pedestrians and motorists alike, hopeful Ventus had no intention of leaving Saigon. The Synthetic simply didn't want to go- to abandon this place. Kae much preferred the bustling metropolis to any wayward thoughts of elsewhere, and though she had no memory of being anywhere but in Ho Chi Minh, her sentimental attachment was strong. Persistent in light of her new found arrangements. "It's also not my intention to dwell on dismal things, Mr. Astartes." Kae's thighs shifted as her expression lightened to one that could genuinely argue her case. "I see this opportunity, and I'm sure I'm capable of assisting you as you see fit."
Something in the way he had spoken of liking machines made this easier for the woman. Maybe he meant it.
"I just hope there is room in your household for another member." Paused, Kae brushed through the cascade of coral shaded curls before asking, "But you are not married, correct?" Her portrait swiveled as she looked over her company once more, her chin tipping at Ventus' hand where it was holding the steering wheel. "You don't wear a ring... I hope I'm not prying." Or perhaps she did hope to pry. Few would recognize this line of questioning as being a threat, and fewer would expect it to be problematic when an android was concerned. Kae didn't push her inquiries any further as the emptied street feeding into her neighborhood was taken. This marked the first portion of the trip finished, and the following share Ventus' statements earned a soft, "A second vehicle won't be needed, Mr. Astartes."
And then she left, out into the darkness in that outfit of ebony, her vibrant dresses bouncing with each fateful step. Yet, just as sure as she was gone, Kae returned to the vehicle carrying an embroidered suitcase no larger than a standard sized carry-on bag, with corners rounded and a name engraved on the side. Climbing into the car once more, Kae set the luggage across her lap neatly before buckling her seatbelt.
"I have everything I require, Mr. Astartes. Whenever you're ready."
Kae followed directions well, and when she was told to get into the vehicle, she did just that. Taking a seat on the passenger's side, her features immediately seemed to turn outward, staring through the tinted glass towards the cityscape. There was some semblance of home here in Saigon for the Synthetic. It was where she was crafted, and though much of her parts were factory model upgrades, the organic portions were from scratch. Skin grown in labs over an exoskeleton of cobalt-chromium alloy, Titanium marrow injections for a faux bone structure. The KAE series was advertised as being the most durable and long lasting androids on the market, and such claims weren't far from the truth. Did Kae consider herself be anything special? In some ways, she might have. Her artificial intelligence chip was state of the art, and her neural matrix was as close to that of a human's as Tanzo was capable of making at this time.
She watched the city fly by as they passed pedestrians and motorists alike, hopeful Ventus had no intention of leaving Saigon. The Synthetic simply didn't want to go- to abandon this place. Kae much preferred the bustling metropolis to any wayward thoughts of elsewhere, and though she had no memory of being anywhere but in Ho Chi Minh, her sentimental attachment was strong. Persistent in light of her new found arrangements. "It's also not my intention to dwell on dismal things, Mr. Astartes." Kae's thighs shifted as her expression lightened to one that could genuinely argue her case. "I see this opportunity, and I'm sure I'm capable of assisting you as you see fit."
Something in the way he had spoken of liking machines made this easier for the woman. Maybe he meant it.
"I just hope there is room in your household for another member." Paused, Kae brushed through the cascade of coral shaded curls before asking, "But you are not married, correct?" Her portrait swiveled as she looked over her company once more, her chin tipping at Ventus' hand where it was holding the steering wheel. "You don't wear a ring... I hope I'm not prying." Or perhaps she did hope to pry. Few would recognize this line of questioning as being a threat, and fewer would expect it to be problematic when an android was concerned. Kae didn't push her inquiries any further as the emptied street feeding into her neighborhood was taken. This marked the first portion of the trip finished, and the following share Ventus' statements earned a soft, "A second vehicle won't be needed, Mr. Astartes."
And then she left, out into the darkness in that outfit of ebony, her vibrant dresses bouncing with each fateful step. Yet, just as sure as she was gone, Kae returned to the vehicle carrying an embroidered suitcase no larger than a standard sized carry-on bag, with corners rounded and a name engraved on the side. Climbing into the car once more, Kae set the luggage across her lap neatly before buckling her seatbelt.
"I have everything I require, Mr. Astartes. Whenever you're ready."
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