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TheScribblingOwl
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"That's one of the faulty models." a voice commented, approaching the two androids curiously. Adele looked up to see another scientist with holographic clipboard in hand. Glasses rested on the bridge of his nose; no doubt they were the computer integrated version. A lab coat cover his lanky body and brown, uncombed hair on his head. "The owner had demanded we recheck its circuits, wiring, and base. Something about it experiencing emotion." The scientist scoffed at the impossible thought and brushed past Samuel to inspect the android closer. He moved it back to its original position, turning its head so it looked directly at the ceiling and then he pulled a pen out of his pocket. A little laser activated at the tip and what seemed to be a scanner, ran over the torso of the android.
"The fucker is perfectly fine..." the scientist muttered in frustration, putting the pen back in his pocket.
"Has this occurred often?" Adele questioned suddenly, gazing at the scientist with sort of inquiring eyes.
"Not too often, but lately it has. Usually we catch them before they even get fully put together during inspection, but lately they've only shown these problems after they were activated by their owners. I don't understand what the hell those Underground bastards are doing with our androids, but it better stop soon. This has been a pain in my ass for months now."
"Underground?" This was the first time Adele was hearing of this. Was it an organization?
"Underground are the rebels that defy the government and have separated themselves from society. They're not as technologically advance like we are presently since they don't have the same materials available to us, but they're catching up pretty fast it seems. They're also thieves; they steal our equipment and take what isn't theirs."
The scientist retained a professional disposition, but gazed at the android curiously. Why was she so curious? This information should have already been given to her or she at least should have picked up on it by herself. "Who is your owner, androids?" he questioned, addressing the two by his side.
"The fucker is perfectly fine..." the scientist muttered in frustration, putting the pen back in his pocket.
"Has this occurred often?" Adele questioned suddenly, gazing at the scientist with sort of inquiring eyes.
"Not too often, but lately it has. Usually we catch them before they even get fully put together during inspection, but lately they've only shown these problems after they were activated by their owners. I don't understand what the hell those Underground bastards are doing with our androids, but it better stop soon. This has been a pain in my ass for months now."
"Underground?" This was the first time Adele was hearing of this. Was it an organization?
"Underground are the rebels that defy the government and have separated themselves from society. They're not as technologically advance like we are presently since they don't have the same materials available to us, but they're catching up pretty fast it seems. They're also thieves; they steal our equipment and take what isn't theirs."
The scientist retained a professional disposition, but gazed at the android curiously. Why was she so curious? This information should have already been given to her or she at least should have picked up on it by herself. "Who is your owner, androids?" he questioned, addressing the two by his side.