No more daily life... Wave it goodbye
??? POV
Where is my pickup!? I fled the facility because I was entirely sure that my ride would be there, I did thorough background checks on every person in that organization, and sure, they were in an organization who had an ulterior motive to manipulate and use me, but that's fine, I'll twirl them all around my finger, just like what I did back in the facility.
But still! Where are they!?
Suddenly all around the block alarms go off, what did I do this time!?
World War nuclear warhead sirens were crying, fire alarms were going off in every building, earthquake sirens were screaming, and there were a few more. Dammit! I didn't even try to do that this time!
I need to go somewhere where there is little tech, so when the police come, they don't find me!
I do a quick scan to see the place with the least electronic devices connected to the Line, and every household in the radius of 15 miles had at least 30 devices connected, I quickly increase the size of my scan to 30 miles.
And to my surprise, there actually was a household with only 3 connected devices! And it was only 24 miles away, not too bad for a stepping stone, it'll be a nice place to recuperate and make a new escape plan.
Or just take over the house, I wouldn't be surprised if someones dead there considering how many devices are connected.
I quickly hack into a drone and guide it to this certain apartment complex.
...
As I arrive in front of the building I do another scan, since the earlier scan was for a general location, not a specific area. The scan told me it was level 73, third room on the right.
As I hop off the drone I was assaulted to new types of smells and noises I wasn't subjected to in the facility...
'The stench of poverty...' I keep to myself.
It smelled humid, the stench of something like banana's lingering in the air, you could hear gunshots and other weapons being used. Screams, beggars doing their best to live another day, and more undesirable noises as well.
However, I do my best to ignore them and walk by all of them and walk to one of the elevators.
I click the 'Going Up' button on the elevator, "Lets see... Gardernsburg..." I mutter, quickly hooking up to someones neurosynthesized mind to find out the history of this place.
Used to be the suburbs of the capital of a major nation but since the nations collapse, the suburbs quickly got infested by the ugliest of the nation, criminals, gangsters, hackers, and the most desperate of people around making quite a dangerous area, even the police avoid this area.
Well that's interesting... I relinquish my hold on that persons brain computer and see the elevator doors open, there was someone wearing a muddy-looking trench coat.
"Hello sweety, we don't get many gals like you around here, at least before the Slavers come and pick 'em up to do whatever they do," He says, with a sleazy (used) car dealer voice.
I look at him, 'John Doe. M. Age 32. 6'2". Blood type, B +. Past affiliations; Spanish Mafia member, delivery man, semi-professional burger flipper. I can deal with him,' I summarize.
"Hello there, can you press level 73 for me?" I say, trying to put on a smile, humans seem to react better when using one. However, I notice that ended more like a smirk, which I notice is taken with much more hostility.
His sleazy smile slips to now a straight face, and his eyes narrow slightly but he nods and click a button, which I assume is the 73rd floor. 'I should probably use some Diplomatic Software soon, or I may end up having to beat up a certain someone...
"How has your day in the elevator going?" I ask, with a smile. Is that really what I have to say to make that man open up and not fucking bother me?! Or maybe I used the free software, let me check...
Before I could find where I got the software from the man smiles at once, "Dealing the 'shine and oxidized Oxytocin, its been the rage for the last week or so, would you like some, honey?" He says.
"No thanks, I'm more into... the good old fashioned shit" WHAT AM I SAYING!?!?! At least I didn't say, 'Yes please,' since there is no way I would take the love drug in front of that sleazebag that would probably exploit me if I wasn't a robot... oh wait I probably can't feel the effects, but still, please no. [A/N: Oxytocin isn't a drug, I know that]
The man shrugs, "I prefer them too myself wanna go o-" He suddenly gets cut off with a ding, I look up to see that its level 73.
I smile and say, "I would love to chat but business calls me, so long Mr... Elevator Man..." I hop off, not really sad to end that conversation and turn off and delete that crappy Diplomatic Software.
I quickly locate the door and start shaking the door, "Of course its locked," I mutter. "Oh well, this is an easy exercise," I finish with a smirk.
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Narrator POV
Outside the room the white haired girl shuts her eyes, like she was meditating, causing one of Senior's machines awaken, a broken pleasure bot, which he found in a place which he never told anyone.
Since it's legs were sawed off by its previous owner it was forced to the door, manually unlocking all four mechanical bolts, the one electronic lock, and the doors mechanical lock, before falling to the floor, exhausted from its endeavor. Little did it know that it was under that woman's influence all along.
As the door opens the girl walks in before shutting the door door being her, and making sure its locked, "Well well... looks like I'll have plenty of things to do while I hang low," Her eyes light up with joy.