… Time travelling: 10 days, 18 hours, 39 minutes, 03 seconds. Current destination: Shokushu School. Current method of travel: Kragiynian scout vessel. Scanners are keeping watch for unexpected obstacles.

It was a ship, travelling effortlessly through space at a great speed. The destination was Shokushu, the school where girls are sporadically raped by monsters. This in order for the android onboard... Andramica... to be allowed to satisfy her programmed urge to satisfy her master, namely herself. This unknowing that the android had no function to allow herself to be satisfied. She'd continue seeking her own satisfaction, not knowing she could never achieve it, and spread her influence on others during the process of her doomed quest. Still, she kept going. And soon... her database informed her of another force in these regions of space.

Database indicates organization ADD has a presence in quadrant. Database indicates they are a protective force. Caution in advance increased by 35%.

However, her database also found something else about said ADD...

Data on ADD include 157 mentions of raped agents. Complete file unavailable. Further information desirable for accurate simulations. Objective acquired. Run test operations against ADD. Simulating scenario to test agent… done. Scenario complete. Scenario built with intention to examine ADD agent capability and ADD reactions to the unknown. Kragiynian scout vessel scanners estimated to be 375% superior to galactic standard. Location of ADD vessels will be confirmed before scout vessel location with 82% certainty. Operation commence. Adding objective, examine sensitivity of ADD agent. Conduct sexual assault when authorized. This to complete Andramica main objective: seek sufficient information on stimulation to achieve personal satisfaction. Potential clue in ADD agent. Examine potential clue by any means necessary.

... And so the android had taken her interest in the ADD...

Target acquired. Avoiding contact with vessels. Seeking suitable planet to support operation… done. Planet G2046 marked. Changing course to intercept. Arrived in orbit. Scout vessel descending to ground level. Chance of mechanic pilots landing vessel on planet without unforeseen damages: 99.9%.

The ship Andramica had claimed had come with a good portion of mechanical constructs made only to maintain and pilot the ship, which they did well. The atmosphere yellow planet they had located was easily breached and the ship descended down to the surface of the planet, landing smoothly on a plain of yellow grass. It was a hot planet, and this location was a practical savannah of yellow leaves and dry looking grass. The trees looked rather dead, black and withered looking with all those yellow leaves, but the database revealed that is simply how the trees look.

Landing went smoothly. Examination of area in progress. Temperature indicated to be 12 degrees above galactic standard. Threat from heat is nonexistent; Andramica and all machinery aboard are equipped with effective cooling systems. Area identified as a savannah. Wind-speed nonexistent. Humanoids would require adaption to heat-environment to survive for extended periods of time. Commencing stage 2.

… Andramica was standing on her bridge on her captured vessel. An eerie emotionless young humanoid being surrounded by panels of technology, a window out towards the outside planet in front of her and doors leading to other parts of the ships on the sides. Mechanic multi-armed pilots all obeying her orders that were acting as the crew of her ship was fingering away at the consoles, commanding who knows what kind of functions on the ship. While the black-haired, red-eyed, white-skinned and expressionless humanoid in a dark black dress might appear to be standing still doing nothing, she was sending commands in a fury by transmitters to all machines on the ship. Everything appeared to be working fine, then… everything shut off. The machines in front collapsed were they were, the lights went out spreading a great darkness over the ship and all the energetic panels died as if decapitated. The entire ship seemingly died, and from the outside it would look like a powerless ship in top of a hot planet without the capability to leave. The only thing that still seemed alive was the girl standing on top of the bridge, unmoving, unrelenting…

Cutting all unnecessary uses of power. Cooling system left operational. Ship set in dead-mode. Scans examining the ship may conclude lack of energy keeps it stranded on the planet. Transmitting system configuring. Adjusting frequency of transmitter to ADD emergency frequency. Signal sent. An empty signal sent on an ADD emergency frequency directly from this planet. Reactions of the ADD to this will prove fundamental in the completion of future objectives. Transmission success. Sending programs to Hibernator in preparations for stage 4. Hibernator will leave the ship temporarily in preparation. Until next stage, Andramica will now enter stasis until further notice. Operative scanners will wake her up should ADD reactions be registered. If not, Andramica will be automatically woken in 7 days. Stasis initiated.

And so… the girl collapsed into the oversized captain’s chair behind her. Her head fell back into the supports and everything else of her simply went to sleep. While there was no audience to her at this moment, an onlooker would for the moment only see a girl sleeping in a dark bridge of a ship. Now, it was simply to wait until something happened when the empty signal she had sent on ADD emergency frequencies was detected… The girl looked almost peaceful, so innocent looking in her sleep, her expression undisturbed and the silence total. Of course... Innocence is a matter of perspective.

It was almost half a day before the emergency signal was pick up by the ships long range sensors on board the A.D.D emergency transport vessel So'lona. The signal, a typical emergency broadcast coming from a small planet orbiting a yellow sun, much like earths own. This planet was known as Tor'tarrus according to traders in the sector, but to the A.D.D it listed as planet 6596-21B. Counting the planet as a dead world, because of its lack of native sentient inhabitants and arid land scape. Normally passed through by traders and smugglers, rarely ever used for any thing else other then emergency stops, even then it was only if there was no other choice. This was because the planets low population, uncomfortably high temperatures and space explorer superstitions. Even in most emergency's pilots avoided the planet like it was radioactive (for all Nail knew it was). This was because of the horrible rumors.

sources claim the planet is cursed with 'evil spirits', stalking any off worlders who dare step foot on the planets surface. Forcing most to feel the need to gamble their life's, taking their chances stopping at the next planet over. Stranger still was the lack of a message behind the emergency broadcast, nothing describing the distress of the situation or condition of the ship. The crewmen on board the So'lona urged agents to approach with cation encase of slaver ambush.

Nail was sure the storys where just telltales and ghost story's to scare children at night. The agent thought to her self as she made here way to so called cursed planet of Tor'tarrus. Leaving the same day the distress signal was received. Well, Nail never really left the mother ship at all, it was more like she was passing threw the same sector at the time and happen too receive the orders to investigate the down craft when she noticed that little red light on the corner of the ships control panel that told her there was an incoming message. This happen while she was out on her assigned deep space patrol. Like always Nail was issued a standard A.D.D emergency patrol ship for her rounds. Fitted with standard weaponry, several tow cables, a pair of ship grappler arms and the equipment necessary to help in other deep space emergency situations.

The half-blood agent sighed as she sat back in the ships pilot chair, strapped in tightly wearing the snug jet black A.D.D flight suit she was always issued. Nail nervously watching the ships sensors, making sure nothing went wrong as her ship entered the planets atmosphere. This is why Nail hated space patrol was for this very reason, atmosphere reentry was always rough in these flying tin cans the A.D.D called ships. It felt like the hunk of space junk would burn up any moment, she would much rather use a Hel'corian Pike fighter, but she wasn't permitted to request her equipment because of the 'sample contract'. Gripping the controls tightly while the ship violently rumbled the entire time threw its reentry. Nervously waiting for it finally stop as the ship exited the planets atmosphere flying over the yellowish surface to the designated crash locations.

Once the rumbling finally stopped it was safe for Nail to move about the cabon as she flipped the switch starting the crafts auto pilot and quickly unstrapping her self from the pilot seat where she quickly jumped up and moved to the back of the emergency craft. Unzipping her flight suit as she went, hastily stripping off her suit as it dropped to her ankles leaving her clad in her dark purple panties, storing the flight suit in side a near by locker where she pulled out an other suit. A similure outfit, jet black like the flight suit but this one was more light weight and cooler for the warmer environment. Once dressed Nail snatched her utility wrapping it around her waist. Click the ends together be for grabbing her favorite shiny silver blaster pistols from her ammo box. Holstering both guns on her belt and by the time she was done getting ready dress and ready the ship had touch down just out side the down vessel transmitting the distress signal.

Feeling the ship hit solid ground Nail rushed twords the ship air lock opening the hatch. Instantly the wave of heat washed over her young body. Not quite ready for it Nail hesitated for just a moment, it was like walking into an oven as she pushing herself forward out into the savannah, Running as fast as her legs could taker her to the distress becon.

... Stasis disengaged. Sensors indicate ADD vessel entering planet atmosphere. Life-signs for one humanoid recorded. Concluding ADD personnel descended personally to investigate origin of emergency signal. Maintaining signal. Sending information on stage 3 to Hibernator. Preparing Andramica for movement. Purging the effects of stasis in progress.

The android opened her red eyes where she was lying in the chair built for a life-form larger than her. Originally this ship had been built for Kragyinian use, but now it belonged to Andramica. This resulted in that Andramica would look somewhat smaller than she actually was to an onlooker, since everything about the ship was a few sizes bigger than usual humanoid to calibrate for Kragiynian size. It was still a small scout vessel by Kragiynian standards, but it was still rather large for humans. Most Kragiynians were between 2.2 and 2.7, and their corridors were just large enough for the Hibernator to walk through without trouble. The android sat still a moment as her circuits prepared her fake muscles for movement.

Energy output of ship at 0.3%. ADD vessel landing at a – 32 | b – 105 from current location. Life-form within is moving. Assigning life-form designation “agent”. Examination by agent imminent. Relocating Andramica to entrance. Reactivating door-control. Stage 3 commence.

With that, Andramica stood up. There was no waste in her movements, no unnecessary steps or waves or anything like that. The android stood up and started walking through the dark bridge leaving the life-less crew-members behind. The newly activated door opened to make way for Andramica as she left the bridge behind and walked through these dark grey corridors with no light other than her lightly glowing red eyes as she made her way towards the entrance. The android was constantly taking in wireless signals from the ship’s sensors sending her data on the ship touching down on the planet beside them. Soon enough, it had landed, and the agent inside ran out of it…

Visual of agent acquired by ship sensors. Measurements and traits identified. Comparing towards database. Match found with 89% accuracy. Agent appears to be a female Hel’Corian half-blood. Analyzing apparent muscle-strength, weaponry and clothing. Complete analysis estimates a rank 4 combat capability. Status as woman: Ripe. Agent is running towards ship. Andramica has reached destination. Opening hatch. Lowering entrance.

The ship divided in three parts standing there, two wings on the sides and one larger main body. The entire thing shone of silver in its metal, yet the entire thing seemed so dead. A hatch opened as the agent got closer to the ship, lowering itself to create a slope which to ascend to enter the ship and showing someone knew she was there. The first room of the ship from the entrance was one intended to be used for storage or simply waiting around, so it was fairly empty. Andramica stood there, humanoid form only dressed in a black dress (as seen in image) in the dark room lit only by the light coming in from the open hatch and her own red slightly glowing eyes…

Awaiting interaction.

Nail charged through the savannah, making a long trail threw the tall dry yellow grass hastly moving to the large vessel in the hot sun. The agent didnt land to far away from the large space craft, being able to see it from where she was as she dashed twords it quickly. The ships didnt look damaged any, what could have been wrong, Nail thought. It was large, Nail could tell just by looking at it and it was shiny. Shiny enough to be part of Nails collection, if it was.. well not the size of a space ship.

By the time Nail mage it to the Vessle sh had worked up a sweat, not really ready for the sudden change tempature as she stopped to breath a momment. "Urghh...Planets to hot..." Nail said with a annoyed tone. Frustrated with the heat as the sun beat down on her, feeling the black suit she wore already becoming unbearable in this heat. Whiping sweat from her brow, Nail was suddenly suprised by the sound of a door opening and seeing the ramp drop.

Startled by the ramp dropping Nail instantly jump back away as it slamed agiest the ground kicking up a light cloud of dust and dry grass. Nail took note of it asshe wavedher hand to clear the dust away from as she sneezed, normly people or aliens would let her know befor opening their ships or ask for identification if not demand it. Never did they just open up and let a stranger just walk in, it was all very strange.

"Hello!!...I'm coming up!" Nail shouted as she wacked the door. Draw ing a blaster pistols off her belt befor moving forword up the ramp. Once to the door Nail peeked in side, it was dark but her natural dark vision quickly kicked in allowing her too see. Almost instantly noticing the girl standing alone. Looking to be humen the girl wore strange cloths for space travel Nail thought but that wasnt important. Nail moved in quickly, holstering her gun approching the girl carfully. "Hello... are you allright.. We got your distress singnal."

Agent is making her way into the ship. Temperature within ship kept at comfortable levels for humanoids. Agent successfully brought into ship. Currently armed. Agent within Andramica visual range. Closing hatch. Running response script. Welcoming guest.

“Thank you for coming.” Andramica bowed to the blond woman before her appearing to display thanks in a courteous, if with a very monotone sounding, way. If she had just plainly ignored the question or not, who knew. All the while the hatch behind the agent was closing rather rapidly, slowly encasing the room within in complete darkness since there were no windows out from here. Assuming the woman hadn’t attempted fleeing out or something similar when the hatch closed, Andramica would continue with standing straight again and looking at the agent with her slightly glowing red eyes in the darkness.

“This ship is of Kragiynian origin. In case you don’t know, the powerful technological civilization left this quadrant of the universe years ago and left behind itself a number of its still working machines. We on this vessel are an example of this.” What Andramica was about to say would be a combination of lies and truth, manipulated to suit her purpose. All of it told with an unfeeling monotone voice, speaking with the codes running through her electrical brain.

“I am a visual representation prepared by the captain to greet any humanoid on common grounds. My designation is Andramica. As for the other crew of this ship, there are a number of robots as well as our captain. The captain is currently not running. He is the computer that runs this ship. That is what leads up to our problem. Please, come this way.” With that, Andramica would turn and start walking slowly down the corridor towards the bridge, in case the agent wished to follow. The hatch had closed with no obvious way of opening if it had come this far, so there were not all that many choices.

Stage 3 proceeding. All parameters currently under control. Maintain energy output at 0.3%. Deceptive strategy in process. Degree of success not yet defined. Awaiting reaction data from agent.

Nail was moving twords the girl befor she quickly noticed the room getting darker as the hatch was closing. Almost instantly Nail rushed the hatch to stop it but it was too late she was sealed in with the girl. "Perfect..." Nail said to her self unholstering her gun. It was dark but Nail was still able to see rather well with her natural senses of dark vision as she turned to the girl. "Looks like we...are.." Nail stopped befor noticing the girls eyes, they where red glowing and she was pretty sure that wasnt normal for a humen.

It was afther the girl spoke Nail instantly realized she was no humen, or any other living creature for that matter nothing but a machine was that hollow sounding. Nail continued to listen puzzled by her little introduction. "What do you mean we!? Who are the Kragiynian?" Nail asked confused as the android seem to continue going on and on not stopping to awnser quiestions befor it told her its "name " and what was wrong befor matching off as Nail quickly holstered her gun and fallowed. " O-ok And-ram-ica....." Nail said out loud trying to sound out the droids name as she fallowed behind trying to keep up. "I-if your computer is down, I could just give you a tow back to a space port... yes, no?"

Sensible query detected. Agent is currently wary. Preparations still underway. Agent is following as intended. Agent is unaware of Kragiynian origin. Formatting fake culture to fit situation. Current objective: keep agent in wary status, have her follow only due to her mission. Result pending. Formatting response.

Andramica stopped, turned around and shot a glowing red look directly at the agent.

“Do not ever refer to the captain as ‘our computer’.” While the tone hadn’t changed, the look spoke to great length. “He is far superior to your definition of a computer. I only used the term to make you better comprehend his circumstances. Refer to him only as the captain of this ship from now on, or there will be consequences.” Using a fake culture she had created in merely moments Andramica had put a limit in the agents way which she was unaware of. With that, Andramica then turned around and kept walking through the corridors lit only by her own red eyes.

“Negative. Our power-supply is too foreign and advanced for your kind to comprehend or fix in a matter of decades. In addition, we are but machines in this vessel.” Indeed, here and there big spider-like machine workers lay around, inactive and seemingly dead in the dark. “We do not possess worth as living beings according to various races. There is a high probability of attempted salvage by these races. That is why we only sent the message on ADD frequency, as well as the reason why it was empty. Had an undesired recipient received our message and understood our condition they could have organized a plundering mission to secure our superior technology. The plan of sending it empty increased probability of proper aid arriving.”

Andramica took a right in the large corridor, heading towards a large door that seemed to have a bit of light shining behind it. As if it was a last haven in a dark and doomed ship, it shone from the edges of the door to slightly lit up the corridor in front of it. “We are planning on retrieving the power of the ship while still on this planet. For this to be possible we require a female humanoid capable of battle. What is your designation, agent of the ADD? Are you confident in your physical prowess?” Andramica asked as she kept walking, no sign of stopping, in her own monotone voice which now uttered these questions…

Nail fallowed behind the stange android girl befor she abruptly stop and turned to give the blond agent a look that elt hostle and a unnessessry mouthy response. Nail blink as she stared back, she was alittle taken back by the out burst from the android. Even tho it dident yell, Nail knew it didnt aprove of her computer comment. Instantly the agent glared back as the android with her more beast like quality showed in her expression.

"I will refer to 'it' how I like, You asked for my help now show me respect!! or els you will have your own problems to deal with." Nail shouted as she beared her needle teeth at the android girl oviously angry at the machine talking back befor fallowing agin muttering somthing to her self in Hel'corian tounge saying."Mechanical brat." If the android could make it out.

Nail just kept quiet not wanting to anger the brat agin as she fallowed the android threw the dark corridors. If not for Nails own natural ability to see in pitch black darkness she would have tripped over the spider like robots littering the floor by now. Nail just listen to the machine girl quietly go on and on while keepimg a good distance behind it with her hands on her guns incase things get stranger, not like Nail dident already feel uneasy.

She fallowed the android up to a lightly aluminated hall leading to closed door with somthing bright behind it where the Android once agin spoke to The blond agent. Nail stared back at the machine girl wide eyed as she was once agin taken back by the it agin. "I'm a soldier of course... a-and...and I'm more then confident in my abilitys... But why does it matter?....Wait combat!?" Nail asked tring to keep up with it.

Reaction data available. Threat recognized. Agent indicated to inhabit rebellious traits and demand respect for her aid. Further audio data acknowledged on ship sensor-banks. Comparing towards database. Translating. … Agent reported to have confirmed to herself Andramica being a young-looking machine. Meaning of act unconfirmed. Formatting reply.

“…” Andramica walked in front of the agent in silence for a little moment after the outburst. “We acknowledge our current need for you. Acts of negligence will be adhered to at a later time.” After that the android simply continued on her route towards the door. She kept silent at the agent’s question about why it mattered. Arriving at the door, she sent a silent message through her sensors to open the door. Which it did. Strangely slowly due to the excessive lack of energy given to it. Andramica stopped, waiting for the door to slowly open…

“Yes. We have a problem, and we would hope to gain your cooperation. This ship would normally never run out of power, our energy-source renews itself constantly. However, that is not the case for all the other machines onboard this vessel. And some machines have programming which conflicts the programming of the captain. Conflicts which result in battle. It is natural that machines left behind by their creators to have errors when attempting to exist on their own. This has occurred on this vessel. In the words of your more humanoid languages, we have been subject to a mutiny.” The door opened and showed what lay beyond.

It was a scene which Andramica had prepared beforehand. Beyond the door was a round room with a pedestal in the middle. Everything in the room appeared to center on that one. Panels linked to the large pedestal showed all manners of information unreadable to those unaccustomed to it. This one part of the ship was still active, it would seem. However, the lights were still off, and spider robots lay around. However, these differed from those before in that these appeared to have battle-damage. They had been stabbed through by something sharp… and long. Some appeared to have suffered blunt damage from something akin to arms or legs. But these spider-workers had nothing that could cause such damages…

“Do not worry. The majority of the flawed machines have been disposed of. You do not need to fear for your life.” Saying so, Andramica stepped into the room. The room was lit by an oversized screen on the wall of the round room, currently showing an image of the savannah on the outside. The pedestal in the middle appeared to be some form of power-generator, but… something appeared to be supposed to be linked to the top of it. And whatever it was, it was not there… Andramica turned and looked at the agent, undisturbed by anything she had seen.

“I want to know your designation. Name. Knowledge of your name instead of categorizing you via bodily features and self-assigned number combinations decreases processing requirement with 23%.” Not that processing requirement appeared to be anything the android seemed to lack the specs for, it appeared she wanted the agent's name for some reason or another…

The blond haired alien agent continued to listen to the android girl speak of hers and the ships troubles. Saying all objections would be adheard later and how conflicting objectives forced some of the ships 'robots' to go haywire and cause issues around the vessle. Nail only found this girls story strange, things just dident make sense to her as she stared at the android head to toe. Almost sizing her up as they both walked inside the round room, keeping her hands on her hips, close to her guns to reach them fast incase things went south.

"So why couldnt your ships compu.. I mean captain just shut down the other robots causing the problems onboard befor it got out of control here? doent make sense why it would not have that capability?" Nail asked puzzled as she step inside behind the girldroid. The room they had both entered was infact intresting as the young half-blood looked around amazed by what she saw.

Nail honestly never seen any thing like this befor as she quickly noticed the monitor screens showing the shavana out side and the panels all link up to a strange pedistal in the middle, but stranger still was the battle damaged spiderbots scattered about the floor. Nail took note of the monitors and robots, finding things where getting even stranger, why did they need disply monitors in the generator room showing the out side area? The android did claiming this to be the ships power generator room so Nail was forced to take her word for it.

Nail justed looked and wondered around the round room. Taking in her surroundings as looked to see what the monitorswhere saying find it to be nothing but jiberous befor Nail moved back to the pedistal to get a better look crouching beside it. It was all untill Nail jumpped back up hearing the girl-droid speak agin making no damn sense as Nail just looked back at her with confused as ever. "What?....23%?....I-I'm Nail...I told you already I'm a soldier!?"

Scenario progressing without error. Agent questions within database answering range. Adjusting ship for potential agent panic. Scenario prepared. Readying sensors to follow explanation. Designation “Nail” assigned to agent. Nail issued as primary target to Hibernator. Formatting reply.

“The captain does have the sufficient ability to control the other machines on board. However,” Andramica gestured at the empty pedestal. “The captain was not in a condition to prevent the situation when it occurred. This is the place where the power-core for our system is supposed to be located. It has been stolen by the Hibernator.” Andramica was looking directly at Nail, as if that was something she was supposed to do something about. The android then looked up at the screen all the way up there, and sent the signals to adjust…

The screen moved somewhat to the right and zoomed in on something in the distance among the trees… A huge… huge machine. Standing on two metallic legs was that greatly threatening dark form. Two giant rifle-weapons were sticking out of its arms. Scythes and strange grappling-arms were sticking out of its back, as if it didn’t look dangerous enough already. A huge tail reached back behind it, its end looking like the tip of another weapon. The head was an eye-less, frightening apparition with countless teeth on its great grin. The being was not looking at the ship, it seemed to be looking in a direction in which there was nothing, but that didn't mean it looked less dangerous to approach. All of the mechanical being had strings of energy that was glowing in an orange light which spread through it from two cylindrical cores sticking out of its back, one which was shining FAR more brightly than the other… [if my explanation is inadequate, there is an image on the profile]

Andramica looked back at Nail, expression absolutely expressionless, just as before. “We require your assistance, Nail.”

Nail only nodded at the girldroids answer as she or it went on about the current situation. " I guess that makes sense.... I guess" The agent said still troubled by the droids problem. Her story just wasnt adding up. why would the ships AI just let its own bots take the power core? Nail thought to her self as she looked around the room among the robotic bodys scattered about befor she remainbered her place, it wasnt her job to ask questions then Nail noticed the droid look her way yet agin.

The agents eyes lit up, shocked to see what had come up on the monitor. A monster, nothing like Nail had seen befor standing not far from the ship among the trees. It was apsolutly huge and covered its own horific style of weaponry. " I-I...I might need a bigger gun?" Nail said with out even taking her eyes off the monitor as the young agent was just shocked at what she saw. The droid expected her to fight that...that thing Nail thougt to her self, a nervous smirk on her face befor she look back at the girldroid who had just spoke. " y-yes..I-I..I can help.." Nail said hesitantly as she looked back at the screen.

A shiver went down her spine at the idea of fighting the beast displyed on the monitor befor her. She only felt her nerves on edge as she shoke her head no at the thought trying to calm her self down. "I-I cant do that... I-its... thats way to big... I-I mean its crazy." Nail whispered to her self trying to not let the girldroid hear her. Nail just looked at the screen scaning the Hibernator befor noticing somthing strange. On its back looking to be somthing like tubing, power cables mybe Nail thought as her eyes lite up with a plan as she turned to look at the girdroid. "Yes I can help but I need somthing from you... does your vessle carry weapons?...or have weapons?" Nail asked as she stepped closer to the some what scary android girl.

Nail reacted favorably. Proceeding with schedule.

“This vessel carries two energy-blasters on the front of the ship of classification G2700. They were powered by the same core that is now missing. Other than that, there are seven pulse-rifles of moderate strength in the cargo-hold. This was a scout-vessel originally, not intended to carry firepower. We appreciate how you instantly draw plans to defeat something you could never hope to survive against normally, but worry is unnecessary. The Hibernator’s programming currently prohibits it from harming living humanoids. That is the reason I cannot go.” Andramica looked determinedly at Nail for a moment before continuing.

“The Hibernator replaced one of its power-cores with the core of the ship. We’d like you to retrieve it. This can be done in two ways. Either you destroy the holds binding it to the machine without harming the core and then pull it out, or you make the Hibernator somehow enter the back of the ship where I have erected a neutralizing field to stop it. I warn, the Hibernator will defend itself. Even though it cannot harm you, it can grab and restrain you. Also, machines does not have time-limits in the same way for holding on to threats.” The android looked up at the screen again, red eyes glowing slightly…

“The Hibernator was once owned by a perverted lady who loved being raped by giant monsters. There is a 43.5% chance it has fallen back to that programming. Being restrained can mean being raped endlessly.” As if reacting to what Andramica just said, the Hibernator on the screen hungrily swung around its tail and looked around as if seeking prey…

Nail waited for the girldroids response. Sighing afther she completly shot down the agents idea of using the ships guns to distroy the mecha monster out side. "I guess your right, my ship does not have heavy weapons either. Besides you still need the core in one piece..."

How do you defeat somthing conventional methods wount work on Nail thought as she held her chin lookng up at the monitor screen, trying to size up the monster befor Nail heard the droids familure voice as it pointed out its own plan. " That could work, I play bait and lur it into the trap... since it cant hurt me then." Nail said looking up at the screen befor she heard the droid point out the catch. 43% chance it still fallowed its older programing.

Nail looked at the droid suprised at that last bit of information. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN IF IT GETS MEILL BERAPED ENDLESSLY!" Nail shouted as she lookedvat the screen nervously. " I'm not getted raped by...by that!!" Nail shouted agin as she pointed at the screen while the beast roared and stomped about looking for pray.

“What it means to be raped endlessly?” Andramica asked, looking at Nail as if asking if the agent really wanted to know. “It means the Hibernator will bind you, cut off all your clothes and finally tease your pleasure points before finally inserting its accessories inside you.” The android pressed two buttons on the panels and a very visual example showed up in the bottom left of the screen. In some alley of a city-environment, a blond human girl of 18-20 in age screaming as the tentacle arms of the Hibernator was binding her arms and legs while holding her up in the air and ramming his strangely shaped large tail into her vagina over and over. Apparently this was shown because Nail had asked what it means...

“It is good to hear that you will not allow yourself to be raped.” Andramica appeared to have misunderstood the meaning of the last bit. “If you simply avoid the grappling arms then you should be fine. That is why I asked if you are combat capable. You will need to shoot at it to ensure it recognizes you as a threat and starts to hunt after you. After that you merely have to guide it behind you towards the ship. When there, I’ll guide you vocally to the right place and that should do it. If you are curious on if the Hibernator has returned to its older programming or not, do not fire and simply walk near it. If the old programming is active, the Hibernator will hunt you on its own.”

Andramica took a quick look towards Nail’s clothing… “I suggest you wear as little as possible. Almost all clothes will become uncomfortable and hindering in very short amount of time unless they hold internal cooling abilities.”

“That was all. Nail, are you prepared to move out?” The ‘example’ of what would happen in case of failure was still playing…