arc_wrench
in
damned
Night 41: M61-70 Hallway
Well, that was interesting. He'd just watched Lockdown being escorted out of the room by some of the staff. That meant one of two things, and he quite hoped it was the same as what it had been for him. A night of terrorizing meatbags was always fun, although HK did hope that if this was the case for Lockdown, the former droid would be able to escape maiming if he ended up within targeting range.
But there were more important things to do tonight- HK was going to get a blade! A real edged weapon, not just the pair of scalpels he'd been using for almost 15 days now. He wanted to leave his cell immediately after the doors unlocked, but he waited until his limited, irritating meatbag eyes got used to the concept of focusing on the infrared wavelengths that his extended spectrum could pick up. It was only a tiny fraction of the electromagnetic spectrum, but it allowed him to travel without needing the glowrod.
He stepped out into the hallway after a moment, the surroundings lit with colors that human languages didn't even have words for. He felt much better after that defrag he'd done on his brain. Now, to go find the rather odd RV point the meatbag had told him to go to...
[to here]
But there were more important things to do tonight- HK was going to get a blade! A real edged weapon, not just the pair of scalpels he'd been using for almost 15 days now. He wanted to leave his cell immediately after the doors unlocked, but he waited until his limited, irritating meatbag eyes got used to the concept of focusing on the infrared wavelengths that his extended spectrum could pick up. It was only a tiny fraction of the electromagnetic spectrum, but it allowed him to travel without needing the glowrod.
He stepped out into the hallway after a moment, the surroundings lit with colors that human languages didn't even have words for. He felt much better after that defrag he'd done on his brain. Now, to go find the rather odd RV point the meatbag had told him to go to...
[to here]