Hey, isn’t that?
Yeah, good eye. Let’s check it out.
It’s what appears to be a hideout. They approach with caution.
“Hellooo? Anyone there?”
Silence.
Jackpot.
Pfft, right—look at how empty it is.
Nah, this is a good one. You know I have good intuition by now.
Suuure. Oh, what’s that? A broken up cybernetic? Ah but wait, could it be? Is that the latest issue of CyberTimes? Wow, you were right!
I know right? Maybe you can read more about that upcoming idol you really liked.
H-hey that—
Aha! Gotcha!
Kota pulls up a slender, long—
“EW!”
HAHAHAHA! A dildo! She manages after a fit, is that what your intuition was leading you to?
Ah fuck off. Do not- You know you we share the same body, right?
Please, you wouldn’t.
Kota throws the object into the corner.
Huh, wait, she thinks as she goes towards the corner.
Changed your mind?
Shut.
Kota rummages through a scrap pile of circuit boards, syringes, and crushed energy drinks until, finally, producing a shiny metallic box.
Aha! Knew I saw something shiny.
Well? Open it!
Jammed. Does not look like there is a lock.
Maybe it’s digitally locked?
Probably. Okay, let me just-
Kota readies her bat, and in a moment a voice calls out.
> Turn around