A day in the life of Theta

[Dark Seraph]

With a beep, Medical Unit Theta awoke from sleep mode, her mind slowly processing to see if anything happened to her form during the night, a left over paranoid habit from her time in Preatoria, as all checks came back green, she opened her eyes and carefully unplugged her charger, before yawning and stretching.

It had been two busy weeks since she left Preatoria.... And technically jumped more than ten years into the future, so many things to do and learn.... But now she had an apartment, a pet Guinea pig and a job, what more could she want? Maybe a girlfriend, but baby steps for now.

As she moved around the apartment, getting dressed and getting breakfast, she hummed to her self.... She did not need to eat, but she enjoyed the texture of food and it could fuel her in a pinch. Finishing up, she gave fluffy the guinea pig a head pat and headed out to her job.

She always enjoyed the walk I to work, King's Row was so different from Peatorian, instead of cream walls it was brick work for the most part, cars putted along the dirty streets, gangers watched from the shadows... It was more dangerous than her home demension, but at the same time more alive. She carefully side stepped some primal earth Clockwork stealing what looked like some sort of music device. She marveled at them, unlike her sleek, humanoid clockwork self, these things where primitive, scrap metal hammered together by psionic will, fascinating.

She eventually made it to the King's Row medical facility and clocked in, met by her coworker Cleo, a black skinned giantess of a woman with glowing eyes who worked the ER. "Hey Theta, got some bad news for ya."

Theta looked up and frowned. "This unit is no longer needed?" She asked with her usual verbal tick of being unable to refer to herself in the first person.

"What? No girl, you got day clinic today... So be good and try not to kill anyone?" She handed Theta a folder.
The clockwork took it and opened it, reading through it. She knew many of her fellow employees hated the day clinic, but had no idea why.

By lunch time, she knew.

She stomped into the lunch room, looked at the disinfectant by the sink and started scrubbing her face with it.
"That bad?" Cleo asked, daintily eating a tiny yoghurt.

Theta threw up her arms. "This unit had four cases of "it's just a cold." That was obviously the seasonal flu, one claiming it was a smokers cough after near coughing out a lung in the waiting room, who knows how many he infected!" She drops into a chair and let's out a sigh like a boiling kettle. "She does not understand why they wait so long for help."

Cleo shrugged. "Sad thing, even though the day clinic is free, many expect the traditional American price gouge... Take it things where better where you came from?"

Theta grumps. "The only work this unit has to do was on the occasion work place injury, which was rare because 90% of the workforce was clockworks."

Cleo reaches over and pats Theta's shoulder. "How about I make it up to you, the girls are having a night out, wanna come?"

Theta thought about this.... She did not have many friends in Paragon.... This could lead to more friends. "This unit would like to.... If she has not offlined herself by the end of the day."

That night Theta was given a girls night out, drinking, dancing, seeing the sights and again marvelling at how different primal earth was from Preatoria, getting home late and a little wobbly after Cleo showed her a drink made to get mechanoids drunk, Theta carefully picked up Fluffy and patted him. "This unit is so sorry, she had so much fun tonight, but left you all alone."

The guinea pig made a werking noise as she gently placed him on the couch and quickly got him some food, changing into a baggy shirt, she sat next to him and turned on the tv to watch crime dramas, another thing Preatoria lacked, television shows with conflict. She passed the evening, patting Fluffy as he ate and watching CSI Paragon reruns until finally putting Fluffy back in his cage, striping down and climbing into bed, plunging in her charger.

[Norgarth]

She always enjoyed the walk I to work, King's Row was so different from Peatorian, instead of cream walls it was brick work for the most part, cars putted along the dirty streets, gangers watched from the shadows... It was more dangerous than her home demension, but at the same time more alive. She carefully side stepped some primal earth Clockwork stealing what looked like some sort of music device. She marveled at them, unlike her sleek, humanoid clockwork self, these things where primitive, scrap metal hammered together by psionic will, fascinating.

spotted a couple typos, both in the same paragraph as it happens.

[Dark Seraph]

See, this is what I for trusting auto correct on a tablet.
But I was told to word vomit and see what happened XD

[Dark Seraph]

Theta is not a fan of Primal Clockwork, they tried to steal her air con.
Does she need one? No, but it came with the apartment and she doesn't want to get in trouble with her landlord.
Also, she finds them really ugly and kind of offensive to her sleek Praetorian design.

[Dark Seraph]

Atlas Park.
Longbow Storehouse.

Medical Unit Theta hobbled on her walking stick up to the warehouse, she hated coming here, but Longbow where the only people to store clockwork from the invasion and after a Freakshow Tank Smasher crushed her left leg, she needed a replacement.

She went through the process if having her ID scanned  and entering the purpose of her visit as she entered, making her way to one of the repair bays, a mechanic waiting for her. "Ah miss Theta, here for a repair? Would you prefer I handle it or a fellow Clockwork?"

Theta sighed. "Clockwork please, this unit does not doubt your skill.... But she feels more comfortable with her own kind."

The mechanic nods. "I'll just fetch them, er... You might want to strip so they can see the effected area?" He said before leaving.

Theta blushed as she awkwardly worked her pants off then pulled her self onto a gurney, trying not to look at her injured leg.

The door to the repair bay opened and a clockwork in the red and white paint of Longbow wearing some pants entered. "Greetings, I am Tellos, what seems to be the problem?"

Theta sighed and offered thanks to who ever was listening that they sent a sentient clockwork. "This units leg was damaged on a mission and she needs a replacement or repair job."

Tellos walks up and leans in, his finger unfolding into a series of fine manipulation tools as he examines her leg. "Large blunt force trauma, leaking hydraulics, the joint is almost seized into a solid lump, yes we will have to replace it." He stands up and looks her over. "Home companion body type right?"

Theta nods and blushes. "Yes, this unit was made using a deluxe home companion body."

Tellos taps his chin. "We do have some of those in storage, please wait a moment while I see if we have one in your size... You might want to take your underwear off for the procedure as I will have to get access to your hip joint."

She felt her face  flush as she raises her hips, sliding her underwear down.

Tallos tilted his head. "Ah, indeed a deluxe model." He comments.

Theta was wondering if the human mechanic was still an option.... That or if a clockwork could die of embarrassment.

"I will be back shortly miss Theta, please wait and enjoy our free Wi fi if you have internet capabilities." Tallos says as he leaves her alone.

Theta layed back and closed her eyes, waiting for him to return with the replacement, eventually Tallos returns with a second gurney, laying on it a clockwork very much like herself, the only difference was this one has been shot in the head.

"Now miss Theta, if you have any pain receptors, I suggest you disengage them to make this as easy as possible." Tallos says as he starts removing the left leg from the deactivated clockwork.

Theta was sure that if it was possible, she would have nightmares from this as he then works on disconnecting her own leg, swapping it out for the new one, the smell of soldered wires filling the air as he works.

As he finished, he patted her new knee. "There we go, you will need to visit a powder coater to get the colours to match, but we are done here."

Climbing off the gurney, Theta put some weight on her new leg, gingerly bending the knee and looking down at the miss match colours, dark blue left compared to her sky blue right.... It would only be temporary as she pulled her underwear and pants back on. "Thank you, what does this unit owe?"

Tallos waved a hand. "Oh do not worry, you where damaged on the clock, so Hero Corp will cover it."

Well that was a pleasant surprise.

Bowing her head, Theta picked up her came and headed out, a little embarrassing, but thankfully he did not press about her body type like so many humans did when they found out about it.

[Dark Seraph]

Kings Row 
Theta's apartment 

With a beep she powered on, arms reaching out, she felt around the bed next to her and let out a sigh... It looked like her hook up from last night had left... She should be used to this, no one wanted to sleep next to what was effectively a metal corpse, which is what she was when she powered down for the night.

Sitting up, she unplugged the power cord and looked around, blinking.... Wait, there was an extra set of clothes on the floor... Where they still here? Getting out of bed, she padded out of the bedroom and smiled as she saw a figure in the kitchen.

Brad the demon she hooked up with last night was making coffee in his boxers, red skin catching the morning light as she walked up to him. "You stayed." She said softly, walking up behind him and hugging him, feeling his tall lash against her.

He chuckled. "Now what sort of person would I be if I didn't make the lovely lady I shared a night of passion with a cup of Joe? That and shockingly, best night's sleep I ever had, you got some real soft pillows there."

She blushed and nuzzles his back. "This unit... Is not used to waking up and finding them still here." She admitted.

"Well that's not cool, I may be a demon, but I'm not the sort to fuck and leave... You might miss out on morning shower sex." He jokes, turning in her embrace to kiss the top of her head. "If you are up to it?"

She smiles and nods eagerly. "This unit would love that."

***

Kings Row.
Medical Facility.

Cleo looked up from her paper work and smiled as Theta walked in. "Girl I know that walk, that's the "I got laid" walk... Spill."

Theta blushed and walked up to Cleo, getting the giantess to bend over so she could whisper. "This unit was at pocket D when she met a charming devil, he wooed her off her feet and and yes, we made love... Twice."

Cleo raised an eyebrow. "And here I thought you only liked girls, guess you made a discovery."

Theta nodded. "Yes, this unit is bi... But, he wants to meet her again, go on a date."

"You said yes?"

She nods again. "Brad is very nice... And this unit will admit, the sex was amazing and he was still there in the morning, big points in his favour."

Cleo pats Theta's head. "Just don't count your chickens before they hatch, hate to see you heart broken."

[Dark Seraph]

Brad

[Dark Seraph]

King's Row 
Theta's apartment.

Brad was sitting on the couch, Theta on his lap as they watched TV. "Ya know babe... I've been wondering something." He says.

Theta looked back at him. "What is that?"

"Well I work in construction, so seen some of the Praet clockwork before... But they are all cold and hard, but you." He cups her breasts. "Are soft and warm... Why is that?"

Theta sighed and paused their show with a click of the remote. "Well, we must go back to Pretoria, well, the version of Praetoria this unit came from. So over twelve years in your past, this units home was running into a problem, Praetoria is only a hand full of islands, unable to support a large, growing population, so they needed to control that."

"The first plan was to drug the water with sterilisation agents, but the rich did not like that, there was no way to discriminate between rich and poor.... Then this units creator, Steven Berry, praetor of science had an idea, using a flesh like alloy he most likely stole from praetor Raymon Keys, he created the home companion deluxe, clock work that where antomatically correct."

Brad blinked. "He made sex bots?"

She nodded. "To put it bluntly, yes... For a while they worked, there was a decline in the birth rates, it looked like Marcus Cole had his answer for controlling the size of the population..... But then the resistance started to spread rumours, the the deluxe companion was filled with spy wear. Turns out that while they had no problem with Seeres reading their minds on the street, they did not enjoy the thought their private times where being recorded."

"So people started destroying their companions, trashing them, stripping them of what little dignity they had, Berry released a press statement saying there was no spy wear... But the damage had been done.... So Berry stripped the deluxe models of their softer shells, ripped out most of their AI and repurposed them as street sweepers or construction units."

Brad hugged her tight. "That's horrid.... How did you escape that?"

"Oh, this unit was never a deluxe home companion, in an attempt to recount the financial losses of the Home Companion deluxe, he tried to reinvent them, this unit is one example, a doctor with a soft, warm hand to comfort the sick..... But Steven had undiagnosed Attention Deficit Hyper Disorder, so half way through this units construction, he added flame throwers because he thought, and this unit quotes. "They where cool."."

Brad gently rocks her. "Shit, your whole race wiped out because of a rumour... That is fucked up... Are you okay?"

Theta sighed. "It is sad to think about yes.... But this unit can not do anything about it, time travel involving Praetoria is very dangerous... So this unit best leave it in the past." She rubs his thigh. "But any way, back to our show, this unit wants to see what Viktor will do next."

[Dark Seraph]

Atlas park.
Longbow warehouse.

Theta sat in the waiting room, reading a magazine before she was called up, heading into the examination room, she was treated by the familiar red and white form of Tellos. "Greeting a unit Theta, how many we be of assistance today?" He asked, looking over her chart.

Theta pulled her shirt off. "This unit was recently in Cimoria... She was repetitively speared." She waves at several spear wounds on her torso. "She thinks some spear heads might be rattling around in her."

Tallos nodded. "Well remove your bra and we will take a look, again I ask you, would you rather be powered down?"

"This unit would like to be on line, she can disengage her pain receptors thought." She says as she unclips her bra and slides it off.

Tallos nods and gently touches her torso, feeling around the puncture marks in her synthetic flesh. "There is some foreign objects.... Can we remove your synth skin?"

Theta nods as she points to several points where screws held her torso together, Tallos getting a drill with screw bit attachment, carefully detaching the front of her torso, peeling it off and sitting it to one side, his robotic face frowning. "Interesting, I was in aware you had silicon bags for breasts."

"Oh." Theta blushed. "They are auxiliary fuel tanks for this units flame throwers... Steven Berry had to put them there along with fuel tanks in this units rear."

Tallos makes a note on her file. "Highly flammable boobs and ass, got it... But you are lucky, you did receive some wounds to the upper chest, but your tanks where not punctured, it seems the deepest damage was to your abdomen, we will have to replace the playing there." He picks up some long nosed tweezers, reaching into one of the wounds, pulling out a spear heads, the temporal difference between paragon and Cimoria had caused it to rust away.

He placed it in a tray and sighed. "The fact it was still logged in there is not good, the rust doubly so.... Give me a moment." He removes her abdominal plate, exposing wires, servos and hydraulics. Getting a small vacuum cleaner in one hand and his tweezers in the other, he started cleaning out her chaise. "This is quite the mess, you are lucky this did not imper your functions."

It took all Theta had not to giggle at the tickling sensation as she was cleaned out.

Finishing up, Tallos left the room for a bit before returning with a fresh abdominal plate. "Here we go, sadly we only have sealant for your epidermis injuries, we are running low on the alloy they use for your skin, we have had many break ins of late, some one stealing all sorts of units." He starts installing the replacement plate.

Theta waves a hand. "Oh it is okay, this unit can have scars, like a real person."

Tallos rubbed his chin. "I had not thought of it like that, but if you are okay with it."

She nods as he works, helping him reattach her front body plate, making sure her fuel tanks fit into her boobs properly, then waiting as he apples the solvent.

When done, she careful redressed and hopped off the table. "What is the bill?"

Tallos checks his tablet. "Hero corp will cover it, as you where damaged in the line of duty."

She bows to him. "Thank you again." She waves and leaves.

Kings Row.
Theta's Apartment.

"This unit is home." She called as she stepped in the door, dusting snow off her self.

Brad waves from the couch. "How did it go?"

She walks up and gently sits on his lap, hugging him. "Minor repairs, this unit has scars now." She took his hand, sliding it under her shirt to feel.

"Aw, poor baby... Want me to kiss them better."

She laughed. "The solvent is still curing, so no kisses until tomorrow."

Brad sighs. "Awwww, but I want to kiss now."

She grins and kisses his cheek. "This units face is very kissable you know."

He laughs and starts peppering her in kisses as she laughs.