You Look around...
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You meander aimlessly about your room, checking out the various ammenities present. Climate control, the door, stereo, TV... pretty much everything is voice-controlled.
You flop onto the bed and bounce happily a bit. Wow, this is the life. At the push of a button it even changes firmness! Everything from sag down deep into a hole in the bed to harder than the floor is available. Somehow you doubt that standard personnel get such choices. After all, this is a military base of sorts... even if it does allow the occasional guest...
As the thought crosses your mind, another idea suddenly springs to life. Your stomach's growling really loud! What's to eat around here?
Almost instinctively, you say it aloud. "FOOD!"
A computer voice startles you from somewhere, "Food? What kind of food? What do you think I am, your slave?"
"Well, I, uh, um... what I meant was..."
"psssh. Never mind, I'm just kidding you anyway. Seriously, though, what would you like? I can get you most anything. However, Shakes and Burgers would be the quickest..."
Obviously the work of the WEDJEE programmers. An AI with an attitude. "Hmm, well, how long would that take? And what's available?" you ask.
The AI laughs hysterically. "You think I'm gonna serve you? HA! I don't have any arms. I'm just your assistant. And an enforcer of sorts."
Ahh, yes. The attitude again. Guess it's a good thing you didn't go wandering.
Before you can answer, the 'assistant' continues. "Well, I hate to break it to you, but you don't get anything now. There's someone at the door who wants to take you somewhere."
You get up to go to the door, but of course it's unnecessary. It opens and in strolls a formidable-looking fellow... tall, with broad shoulders, short blonde hair. You instantly recognize him as Trooper Surtur, also known as Cyberpyro. You stutter and stammer a bit upon recognizing him.
"Easy soldier," he grins warmly. "The tour guides have the week off, so I get to play mister hospitality. First rate tour and everything. So... what would you like to see first? Desponge? Command Center?"
"Well..." you grin sheepishly.
"Enough with the sheepishness already!" snaps the AI. "He's hungry. Take him upstairs."
Cyberpyro laughed heartily, yet somehow that laugh was a bit unnerving. "Oh, take it easy, Slade! So, you'd like something to eat, huh? Well, let's go!"
And with that, he leads you out the door.
Fleet Commander Samhain