"So it is that, huh." Yoo Hana nodded in agreement to her own thoughts.
"It is." Aleph nodded with conviction.
"Of course." Hosua didn't nod, instead, she stared deeply into her owner and Aleph with an 'it is obvious' written on her expression. "This building won't do. If we take into account how there will be a large-scale evacuation coming up, we need an operational base and a plot of land to create a shelter."
Yoo Hana unwrapped another candy before putting it in her mouth. "You did mention that most of the future broadcast audio includes an attack on big cities and capitals where population is at its utmost dense."
In the background, Endorphin-1 could be seen showcasing more walking turrets' tricks to the other H-dolls. Noire the Norepinephrine-1 seemed to be enjoying the sight of five turrets trying to stack themselves onto each other.
P-1 or Phenylethylamine-1 was a little frightened because Serotonin-1 had been giving scary suggestion about how easy things could go wrong with the turrets implementation of tricks such as accidental firing and loose parts, which is supposed to be a compliment for the Endorphin, the engineer H-doll. And Dopamine could be seen giggling in amusement by the jetpack-carrying H-doll's cute shrieking.
"We also don't have enough space to provide for the mass production of the H-dolls," said Aleph as she eyed the candy wrapping on the floor. "Somewhere vast and somewhere rather isolated from the human population."
"We also need to take into account an area that is a little bit higher in elevation to prevent some unnatural disaster." Seeing how Aleph is interested in the candy, Yoo Hana walked up to the little android and handed an unwrapped lollipop. "Something like a dense deadly smoke that will rise as long as it is warmer than the surrounding air. Where at daylight, the pack of smoke will sink toward the ground and spread out horizontally
"There can also be an unnatural tsunami in the Apocalypse due to the fact that this city of Los Angeles is more or less near the coast, and many more~"
Due to the added taste-buds system in Aleph, the young leader of H-dolls was able to savor the sweetness of the lollipop. All thanks to the thoughtful schematic design of its body.
"So, any place reccomendation?" Said Hosua with a raised eyebrow.
"Mount Baldy~!" Yoo Hana answered gleefully. "We might make it there if we go with haste~!"
"You mean Mount San Antonio?" Hosua slightly tilted her head. "Isn't that mountain volcanic? Won't it be more dangerous if the Apocalypse triggered the magma formation under it?"
"Aaaa~ as expected of my dorky former android. You are always holding some of the most outdated information on the internet." Yoo Hana gestured her finger left and right as she clicked her tongue. "Contrary to popular belief, Mount Baldy, or Mt San Antonio, is not actually a sleeping volcano. While there was magma involved eons ago, it cooled beneath the surface and did not erupt. Instead, the solidified magma was pushed upwards by shifting tectonic plates~ Isn't that right, Aleph?"
Aleph nodded with conviction. "Fifteen million years ago, there were actually volcanoes along the coast. Some submerged and some above the ocean's surface erupted in the area of what is now the Salton Sea. Beneath those volcanoes was the rock that would one day become the San Gabriel Mountains. The peak of No-hair Mount is one of those geographical formations."
"Pfft~! No-Hair Mount."
"A…" Hosua just realized that she had turned off her android side.
Without further ado, the SP Project Team embarked to the new location.
'I'm still wearing the bunny-girl suit!' thought Hosua.
Mount San Antonio.
Using the collection of vehicles within the suspiciously spacious garage the building, Hosua calibrated everyone and the vehicles with Presence 1%. As for the members of the transportation convoy, it consisted of one pickup truck, one mountain jeep, and one $81,899 latest Harley-Davidson CVO Road Glide motorcycle that was somehow available within the aforementioned garage.
Driving the pickup truck was Aleph with Serotonin-1, Noire-1, and Endorphin-1 sitting on the back end cargo bed. Those three H-dolls were there because their equipment was too large to fit into any normal vehicles. In fact, the door to the garage from the inner part of the building was enlarged or one could say, demolished, so that Noire' giant swords could fit.
The three of the H-dolls could be seen enjoying the view and the winds.
"They are sticking like sore thumbs…" commented Hosua before applying the Presence 1%.
Both Hosua and Yoo Hana were leading the convoy on the mountain jeep. Yoo Hana was driving, and both of them could be seen enjoying their time alone together with some banter there and there.
And then there is Dopamine-1, who rode the Harley-Davidson with enough sass and style to beat every contestant in a vehicle fashion show.
Yes, that exists.
As for P-1, or Phenylethylamine, she was soaring on the sky with her jetpack.
"Weeee~!" could be heard for the people who happen to be near the windows of tall buildings.
It's 45 miles or 72 km from Los Angeles to Mt Baldy, which takes about 55 minutes to drive.
Not before long, the convoy arrived on the mountainous area, searching for the suitable location for the operational base.
"Because this mountain has a steep face while sitting on the border between the Mediterranean and desert climates in Southern California, this region has a tendency to make its own weather without much notice~!" Yoo Hana laughed as the bumpy rides gave her and Hosua quite a comfy massage. "Crushing thunderstorms have been known to appear in the summer and fall, and during the winter months~!"
"AwAWAwaWAwawWAWA!!"
Ignoring the bumpy massage like physics doesn't exist, Yoo Hana leaneed to the open window as she steered the wheel with one hand. "You might have noticed it before we got into this trail. But there's a small spur trail that leads to the bottom of San Antonio Falls. If we can get there on the first few warm days of spring, you can get absolutely drenched by the scenetic 80 foot waterfall~! Assuming, of course, we've had some snowfall over the winter. Even with our record-breaking bone-dry winter of last year, though, the falls still had a bit of water left in 'em."