[Not long after Bobbie overhears the fight between Amos and Alex, her armor appears on her bed, just like that. After weeks of searching, it feels less like a miracle and more like a trap. When she checks it over, she realizes it's charging by itself, albeit slowly, and that all of the weapons are missing. She has no way to know if it's been tampered with further, so her immediate thought is to text Amos. And hey, maybe she can figure out what the hell was with that argument, too.]
[ The console in his room beeps just as Amos finishes getting dressed for the day, tying the arms of his jumpsuit around his waist. He lets out a noise, then swipes at the screen to read the message. ]
my room. my armor was just sitting on my bunk when i came back. they screwed with it somehow, and i need you to make sure it's not going to blow up the second i put it on.
[ And he is, in a minute, with the screwdriver Clara left him and the wrench he found on his first day. Not much else of what he found will be useful, but he is very much looking forward to looking at this armor for the first time.
He knocks on her door, leaning up against the doorframe. ]
[Bobbie hits the panel, and as the door slides open, she steps aside and gestures to the bed with a flourish. Her armor is laid out neatly, and it looks like it's in perfect condition.]
The gun and ammo pack are gone, and it's charging by itself.
[ Oh, damn. Amos steps in, eyes going from Bobbie to the armor, and he crosses the small space of her room to kneel by her bed, whistling under his breath. ]
It's a beauty. Doesn't it get cramped in there?
[ As he speaks, he doesn't waste any time to reach inside the helmet, unhooking the CPU as the back. It's the same system as it is in the Martian suits they've been using off of the Roci. ]
[ Amos shakes his head, fingers tapping at the computer, navigating through menus and sheet after sheet of information. ]
No. But it's Martian tech. Works the same as the Roci.
[ He makes a noise. ]
Looks like the only offline system is the weapons system. If I can find a way to decrypt the data, we could always try to see if the camera picked up anything on transfer.
[ Leaving the computer on the cradle of her helmet, Amos runs his hands along the retracted plates of the armor, going along the arms and checking the joints. ]
What about the haptic response undersuit? You got that too?
[ Amos looks at the undersuit, checking the connections and nodding to himself. He keeps going, checking every joints and the plates linking them, making sure they're not damaged. There are scuffs here and there, but nothing that would lock Bobbie in one position or hurt her. ]
Would be better if I had a multitool. Some of the plates are a bit tight, need loosening up, but otherwise it looks to be fine. I can't see any obvious tampering that's been done, apart from the weapons. I wonder if we can plug it inn to a console and download the data to check if there's been anything done to it since the last you touched it.
Well, if Naomi can't do it, there's an AI around, might have a clue. He came here on a separate computer and installed himself on the Reverie consoles.
From what I gather, yeah. He could also be fucking with all of us and be part of this place, for all I can check. Naomi's the one who is good at computers.
[ If you're anything like Amos and only ever got to see this kind of armor in action when you were running from it, this is an exciting moment. He can't wait to see how the haptic suit connects to the myriad of tiny connectors he can see on the inside of the suit, how the two work together to follow Bobbie's movements seamlessly.
He hands out the undersuit to Bobbie, eyes shifting between her and her armor. ]
[Bobbie nods in thanks, then unzips her jumpsuit and shrugs it off. She doesn't really care about Amos seeing her in her underwear, honestly, and the undersuit is quick and easy to get on, anyway. She zips it up, fastens the collar around her neck, and reaches for the leg pieces first. God, it's nice to have this thing on again.]
[ While Amos most definitely looks, because Bobbie is gorgeous, soft skin and strong muscles, he also isn't all that bothered by the sudden amount of skin on show. Just like he doesn't really give a damn about nudity for himself - a body's a body, and it does what it's meant to do. The situation right now is nothing sexy.
She's into the undersuit in seconds anyway, and Amos passes her the leg pieces, watching as she puts them on. ]
[ He moves around her, pushing the button to open the door to the corridor. Bobbie looks even more impressive like this, and Amos can't take his eyes off of her. ]
How's the HUD? Displaying everything you're used to?
[ He knows MCRN Marines get their power armor to be custom fit to their bodies, so there's no point asking to step into it. But man he wishes he could. ]
Feeling good? Anything too tight, or not moving properly?
[Bobbie bends her arms experimentally, walks in a quick, small circle, the familiar whir of servos accompanying each movement. It all feels perfectly natural.]
Everything's moving fine. It's like they just swiped my gun and ammo and didn't touch anything else.
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hey, do you have a minute? i need your help.
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yeah
where?
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my armor was just sitting on my bunk when i came back. they screwed with it somehow, and i need you to make sure it's not going to blow up the second i put it on.
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be right there
[ And he is, in a minute, with the screwdriver Clara left him and the wrench he found on his first day. Not much else of what he found will be useful, but he is very much looking forward to looking at this armor for the first time.
He knocks on her door, leaning up against the doorframe. ]
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The gun and ammo pack are gone, and it's charging by itself.
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It's a beauty. Doesn't it get cramped in there?
[ As he speaks, he doesn't waste any time to reach inside the helmet, unhooking the CPU as the back. It's the same system as it is in the Martian suits they've been using off of the Roci. ]
Let's see if anything else's missing.
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You grow into it. Have you ever worked on power armor before?
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No. But it's Martian tech. Works the same as the Roci.
[ He makes a noise. ]
Looks like the only offline system is the weapons system. If I can find a way to decrypt the data, we could always try to see if the camera picked up anything on transfer.
[ Leaving the computer on the cradle of her helmet, Amos runs his hands along the retracted plates of the armor, going along the arms and checking the joints. ]
What about the haptic response undersuit? You got that too?
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Right here. It looks like it's in perfect shape.
[She lays it down on her bunk so that he has it in easy reach.]
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Would be better if I had a multitool. Some of the plates are a bit tight, need loosening up, but otherwise it looks to be fine. I can't see any obvious tampering that's been done, apart from the weapons. I wonder if we can plug it inn to a console and download the data to check if there's been anything done to it since the last you touched it.
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It's worth a shot. It should have logs of every component added or removed, but I don't know how to connect it to one of these terminals.
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[That's news to her.]
What AI?
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[ Amos looks back down at the armor. ]
You wanna put it on?
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Give me the undersuit?
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He hands out the undersuit to Bobbie, eyes shifting between her and her armor. ]
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She's into the undersuit in seconds anyway, and Amos passes her the leg pieces, watching as she puts them on. ]
How much does this thing weigh?
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[Bobbie gets the armor on with the quick ease of long practice, but leaves the helmet off for now.]
What do you need me to do?
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[ He moves around her, pushing the button to open the door to the corridor. Bobbie looks even more impressive like this, and Amos can't take his eyes off of her. ]
How's the HUD? Displaying everything you're used to?
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Yep. Everything looks normal. It's giving me a warning about the missing parts, but that's it.
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Damn, but that looks good.
[ He knows MCRN Marines get their power armor to be custom fit to their bodies, so there's no point asking to step into it. But man he wishes he could. ]
Feeling good? Anything too tight, or not moving properly?
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Everything's moving fine. It's like they just swiped my gun and ammo and didn't touch anything else.
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end scene?