Friday, March 29, 2007, 3 days till outbreak.
When I open my eyes I have to blink a few times, because holy fucking shit. Everything looks so crisp, and I can sorta zoom in my vision as well. Good god I need to clean my ceiling.
"Hey Kohta! Just wanted to say thanks for those templates! You've got no idea how useful they are for my projects!"
"Oh hey Purah. Glad to hear you're enjoying the new toys, speaking of! Did you get anything interesting from the templates?"
"Yeah actually. I got a trunk that's bigger on the inside, I can actually do that too which is going to save so much space! Anyways, there are a ton of things in there. A veritable library worth of magical books, a few outfits, robes, a neat pointed hat, an odd telescope, oh, there it is! Hahah, oh, you wouldn't believe what it feels like to hold a wand! It's like I've got another limb. Hold on, where are you?" I rattle off my address for her. "Gimme a second, I'll be right over!"
I chuckle a bit as she 'hangs up' at that and climb out of bed, letting out a quiet groan as I pop my back. Good god, I forgot what it was like to not have my old injuries acting up. I do a few stretches, pop my joints, and even shadow box a bit as I start becoming a bit giddy. I feel like I could take the whole world on again, it's just like my last year of highschool when I realized they couldn't really do anything to me lest I drop out and get my diploma, except you know, now I can actually probably take on the world given enough time.
Add in the fact I can feel a slight thrum that courses through my entire body? I'm downright excited as I hop in the shower and wash up while meditating, truly one of the better skills I developed, even if it's basically dissociating on command while letting my body go on autopilot. Heh, and my therapist said it would be harmful. I have to end the shower when I hear a faint knocking on my window. I just grin as the improved senses are already paying themselves off even if it's just above peak human, I loop a towel around my waist before making my way back out to my bedroom and cracking open the window.
"Oh, I think I'm gonna like the next few days." She practically purrs as she drops her… disillusionment? Yeah, it was a disillusionment charm. And flies into my room on a sleek broom with a white body and crimson bristles, and with the head of a small black kitten poking out from the cleavage of her lab coat. "So, how's the body treating you handsome?" I chuckle a bit before heading over to my closet.
"Oh, it's quite the treat if I'm being honest. It's nice not to need glasses anymore, and my senses are better than they've ever been. You mind replacing the lenses of my glasses by the way? I'm planning to clark kent things if I can." I drop the towel and smirk as I can practically feel her eyes devour my form. Might as well give the girl a show no? I'm not sure if there's a term for what I'm doing, but I'm basically doing a strip tease in reverse, making sure to keep all the important bits just out of her line of sight.
"Yeah sure, that shouldn't be too hard." I hear some rustling from my bed as she makes herself at home and looks through my drawers. "Kinda upset I didn't get the arm or leg though. The thing's I could have learned from those… Tease much? Not that I mind."
"Hey can you blame me? I'm not a ten, but it's an improvement and I'm happy about it."
"Not really. Though I gotta ask, why'd you share your communication talent? I don't really need the whole reading a room stuff, not my forte anyways."
"So we could speak any languages we encountered?" She looks at me over the rim of her glasses, crimson eyes slightly narrowed.
"Hmm. You were probably in shock so you didn't realize it, especially since you shared Body Talent, but we waifus don't need the talent to understand languages we encounter if you have it, and body talent is automatically shared. You want me to refund those for you? We could get a pretty useful clone or two from their value."
".... Shit yeah, and I probably overlooked them because of the dyslexia. Let's go ahead and refund those, but what were you thinking of?" I groan and palm my face at that revelation before brushing it aside and plopping onto the bed beside her.
"Annd, there we go, twenty credits richer. Should probably write a thank you letter to Red since he was so nice about it. As for what I was thinking? I'd like to study one of those T-Dolls and it seems they are T-Four's across the board so not that expensive, a humanoid guardian would be rather fascinating, and then there are the shipgirls…" I actually giggle a bit as she shudders and trails off.
"Well, I think it's safe to say shipgirls are out of our budget for now? Unless there are any decent Iron blood's at tier four." She hums a bit and snuggles into my side so I can see the phone screen.
"Well, there are a few, but they are all subs… And more than a few are loli's which I don't think you'd appreciate."
"Yeah, not fond of pulling children into a war like this before we have a safe place set up… But sub's can definitely be useful." She scrolls through them a bit before one catches my eye and she snorts.
"Got something for red highlights?"
"Oh very funny, but she is cute, and the shark sub will be pretty useful… Huh, I might actually have a thing for red highlights? I was gonna ask about getting Sopmod II, and eventually the rest of the AR team after capturing the yandere."
"So you do want to catch her? You've got me if you want to unleash your carnal desires you know?" She puffs out her chest getting an annoyed mewel from the kitten.
"Oh? That sounds more like you want me to take my desires out on you than anything else, though I might have to take you up on that later tonight. Though truthfully? I kinda like them a bit feral, plus look at the other Tier-Four ships available, they all look… Cute? But if you have an issue with it, I'll gladly hear you out." She just sighs and rests her head against my shoulder.
"I don't have an issue with it, plus I should feel a bit flattered really. Both of the girls have a red streak in their hair and red eyes just like me. We could probably explain it away as being related." She looks up at me, meeting my eyes. "So are you sure you want those two?"
"I am. Sopmod is supposed to be on the higher end of AR-type T-dolls, and she's got a sample of the SF tech in the form of her arm, and U-Thirty Seven comes with one of the more mobile looking ships, and we can likely turn the interior into a mobile base that would make any militaries piss themselves in terror. I mean, can you imagine putting a guardian laser in that things mouth?"
"... Okay yeah, I can see your point. Sopmod can just be delivered here, but with Thirty Seven… We'd need to be near the coast in the middle of nowhere, and then I'll have to shrink her ship quickly." That look in her eye as she imagined the shark laser… Yeah I've definitely got a thing for slightly mad people. I lean in and place a kiss against her forehead and enjoy how her cheeks heat up.
"Do you think you can fit three people on the broom Purah?" She shakes her head.
"Sorry Kohta, but only one person can ride them at a time. That said, if you're willing to shrink a bit or climb into my chest I can carry you that way."
"... When you say that, do you mean the trunk, or your chest?" She just smirks at my question.
"I know what I said."
"You know what? Why not. Let's go get thirty seven, we can get Sop when we come back home." Oh god she's excited. She hops up from the bed and pulls the kitten from her cleavage and sets it on the ground.
"Blake, you better behave while I'm gone. Otherwise I won't give you any fish when we get back." I… I've never seen a cat look affronted like that before. It just meows at her before hopping up on my bed and curling up on my pillow. "Such a well behaved familiar isnt she? Now, what was the spell again… Oh right!" She flourishes a bleached white wand from her sleeve before waxing it at me. "Reducio!"
Over the course of moments I go from 5'6" to just over half a foot, and I suddenly get flashbacks to one of my weirder exes as she makes her way to the bedside and picks me up by the scruff of my shirt.
"Oh aren't you adorable?" I almost panic as she drops be into her top but I'm relieved to wind up landing in a pocket right at the bottom of the collar. "Do try to hold on for me? I've not gotten to test how fast the broom can go yet." She cackles a bit madly as she shrinks the chest with another reducio and pockets it before straddling her broom.
The next half hour is an experience straight from some of my weirder dreams. Snug between a pair of surprisingly full breasts, looking out from over the neckline of her lab coat, it's like a first class flight where they basically give you the world's best beanbag to rest against, all with the benefit of hearing the rhythmic beating of my partner's heart. The wind isn't even much of an issue because of a charm on the broom that reduces air resistance. Aside from the few times she rubs the tip of her chin against my head in a way that gets my chest fluttering, it's a peaceful flight to a stretch of uninhabited coastline.
"So, you content to stay nestled in my cleavage magic man? Or would you rather greet your new shipgirl at full size?" I'm not even upset at the teasing tone because of the faint shuddering of her shoulders as she laughs.
"Perfectly content right here Purah. Surprisingly comfy too." I wiggle backwards a bit and stretch out, using her breasts as the best mattress I've ever had.
"Didn't think you'd be into this, but who am I to complain?" She huffs a bit more under her breath as she pulls out the company phone and hits the purchase button. "Now, how is this gonna…." She trails off as we both watch in more than a bit of awe as a portal opens up in the sky before shooting out a gods be damned red, shark shaped submarine, all with a black haired girl in a bikini riding it like a horse and waving at us. The sub lands in the water with a massive splash that sends waves crashing against shore and Purah sends us flying down to meet her at a steady pace. I wind up just staring for a good moment because this ship is much bigger than I thought it was.
"I'm the hunter that prances across the open seas, U-37! ...Huh? Is the commander here always this spaced out?" Purah just chuckles at that.
"Sorry to disappoint Thirty Seven, but it seems Kohta was expecting you to have a smaller ship." She crosses her arms and glares at me with a small huff.
"I'll have you know Nine-A is plenty big! And the largest submarine in the Iron Blood fleet!"
"Damn it Purah. I'm sorry Thirty Seven, I was surprised but how impressive Nine was, the images didn't do them justice." She preens a bit at that.
"He is pretty impressive isn't he? So what do you need me for Commander? Also, why are you so small?"
"Ah, that's magic because only a single person can ride a broom at once. As for what we need you for? Purah here was hoping to study you two so we can prepare for an upcoming calamity."
"Calamity? What's happening?"
"Long story short, something is going to happen in the next three days, and most of humanity is going to be wiped out due to a virus. We were hoping you'd be alright with us working on Nine to turn his interior into a shelter for the survivors we can gather." She bites her thumb before looking off to the south.
"I'll need to know before I let you work on him, but we've got unaffiliated aircraft coming in from the south, do you want me to deal with them?"
"Nono, can you make him smaller or something so we can head back to my place?" She looks between the two of us before huffing and retracting Nine into his rigging form. It's honestly fascinating to watch the ship go from nearly eighty meters long to just over two from tail to horntip. She stares at Purah for a moment before nodding her head, Purah shrinking her and Nine down a moment later and putting them in the boob pocket with me. Thirty Seven just looks a bit confused before snuggling into my side while Nine looks at me like a hungry animal.
"So where to?"
"Welp, take us home Purah."
"You got it Commander." She sets us off back towards home and let's me talk with Thirty Seven for a bit.
"Sorry about pulling you into this situation." She shrugs in a what can you do manner.
"Ehh, I'm just a clone so It's nice to not have to worry about being recycled. So what kind of situation is this?" She strokes the top of her ship's head and it growls affectionately while snuggling against her.
"Got killed, recruited by department II for a challenge. So now I've got to survive a zombie apocalypse for a century, find a cure, or build a nation before we can leave. Purah is a magitech specialist so we were hoping to learn a bit from Nine so we could make a fleet for people to live on while we clear out the infected."
"Ah, I can understand that. Why not get an aircraft though?"
"A restriction prevents that sadly. Unless we make it ourselves we aren't allowed to purchase or use most aircraft. Something about entertainment value?" She clicks her tongue at that.
"Well, at least you have good taste. Before I let you modify Nine, how bad are the militaries here?"
"... About that. I was picked for this specifically because I didn't know much about the world. My knowledge about this world can be summed up as an EMP hitting the city in the next week or two because somebody used a nuke, and this world is essentially a zombie hentai. My worlds author died mid story so we didn't get much info aside from him mentioning the zombies were supernatural." She pinches the bridge of her nose, and I can feel myself building a sympathy headache.
"You said we've got three days? What's the plan?"
"Pretty much use the salary provided by the company to get supplies, steal a few things like farm animals and resources from junkyards, get Nine ready to work as a small city ship until we can clean out the city, and save as many people from my high school as possible."
"Well, at least we don't have any sirens to worry about. Nine and myself will be in your care Commander."
Not the best, and more than a bit weird, but here's the next chapter! I'm not sure if I handled U-37 right because it's been ages since I played AL, and the lore was difficult to pin down, but what's done is done.
IF you have thoughts, ideas, questions, or even constructive criticism on the writing so that I can improve or fix things? Then feel free to drop a comment!
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