Well you know, I was just implying a weird sense of humor and possibly rampancy on GLa- I mean, Raising Heart's part. But.... well... now that you mention
it.
A ripple of confused murmuring ran through the dozen or so new recruits gathered at the training course. This confusion for the most part pertained to one
Nanoha Takamachi, their instructor, or rather the lack thereof. After all whatever other things rumors suggested of her, and there _were_ rumors, a lack of
punctuality has never been one of them. As minutes passed, the murmuring grew from rhetorical "I wonder where she is" type comments, to outright
conjecture on what had happened. These started out rather tamely, ranging from 'Plain forgot' to 'traffic', but swiftly ballooned into somewhat
less likely scenarios, swiftly climbing from 'Lesbian Tryst with that enforcer' to 'exploding a planet'.
"Ahem." a polite cough drew the classes' collective attention towards a recently generated hologram of one Shario Finieno, a familiar sight to
anyone who made regular use of this particular training facility. "I'm afraid to say that Takamachi-san won't be able to make today's class.
Her daughter has apparently run into some... trouble at school and her presence is required.". This caused another ripple of theory to quietly spread
through the class. "However, as today's exercise was to simply be a simulated obstacle course, class will continue.". Shari made a slight
guesture to her side where another, much simpler hologram of a floating read sphere appeared, "Takamachi-san's Device, Raising Heart will direct you
to your exercise and will be observing and recording you through a remote like for later review by Takamachi-san.".
This prompted some curious glances, followed by some shrugging and nodding. Shari smiled and nodded and smiled at the class, "Well, that's it, Raising
Heart will take it from here. Have fun!".
With that, the hologram of Shari disappeared leaving only the image of Raising Heart's link behind. After a few moments of silence, a female, but clearly
somehow mechanical voice came from the red orb. "Please follow the red line to reach the testing chamber for today's class.". With that, a
holographic line appeared, apparently heading into the depth of the training facility. Dutifully the class followed the line, eventually reaching a largish
metallic door that opened as they approached, revealing a largish room set up for a rather arduous looking obstacle course. As the last recruit stepped in, the
doors lowered and closed with a somehow.... ominous thud.
One of the students looked around curiously, "Hey, I've never seen this simulation room before. Where are we?".
Raising heart promptly responded, her voice, still mechanical, but somehow more... articulate sounding.
"Due to mandatory scheduled maintenance, the appropriate chamber for this training sequence is currently unavailable. It has been replaced with a live-
fire course designed for combat cyborgs. The Training Center apologizes for the inconvenience, and wishes you the best of luck."
----
A few minutes later, a small group of woman approached the doors from the outside, and then stopped in consternation at the 'in use' light blinking at
the top.
"Oi, Nove, I thought you said you signed out this room for us today.".
"Hmmm... I thought so as well. Maybe a scheduling error?".
it.
A ripple of confused murmuring ran through the dozen or so new recruits gathered at the training course. This confusion for the most part pertained to one
Nanoha Takamachi, their instructor, or rather the lack thereof. After all whatever other things rumors suggested of her, and there _were_ rumors, a lack of
punctuality has never been one of them. As minutes passed, the murmuring grew from rhetorical "I wonder where she is" type comments, to outright
conjecture on what had happened. These started out rather tamely, ranging from 'Plain forgot' to 'traffic', but swiftly ballooned into somewhat
less likely scenarios, swiftly climbing from 'Lesbian Tryst with that enforcer' to 'exploding a planet'.
"Ahem." a polite cough drew the classes' collective attention towards a recently generated hologram of one Shario Finieno, a familiar sight to
anyone who made regular use of this particular training facility. "I'm afraid to say that Takamachi-san won't be able to make today's class.
Her daughter has apparently run into some... trouble at school and her presence is required.". This caused another ripple of theory to quietly spread
through the class. "However, as today's exercise was to simply be a simulated obstacle course, class will continue.". Shari made a slight
guesture to her side where another, much simpler hologram of a floating read sphere appeared, "Takamachi-san's Device, Raising Heart will direct you
to your exercise and will be observing and recording you through a remote like for later review by Takamachi-san.".
This prompted some curious glances, followed by some shrugging and nodding. Shari smiled and nodded and smiled at the class, "Well, that's it, Raising
Heart will take it from here. Have fun!".
With that, the hologram of Shari disappeared leaving only the image of Raising Heart's link behind. After a few moments of silence, a female, but clearly
somehow mechanical voice came from the red orb. "Please follow the red line to reach the testing chamber for today's class.". With that, a
holographic line appeared, apparently heading into the depth of the training facility. Dutifully the class followed the line, eventually reaching a largish
metallic door that opened as they approached, revealing a largish room set up for a rather arduous looking obstacle course. As the last recruit stepped in, the
doors lowered and closed with a somehow.... ominous thud.
One of the students looked around curiously, "Hey, I've never seen this simulation room before. Where are we?".
Raising heart promptly responded, her voice, still mechanical, but somehow more... articulate sounding.
"Due to mandatory scheduled maintenance, the appropriate chamber for this training sequence is currently unavailable. It has been replaced with a live-
fire course designed for combat cyborgs. The Training Center apologizes for the inconvenience, and wishes you the best of luck."
----
A few minutes later, a small group of woman approached the doors from the outside, and then stopped in consternation at the 'in use' light blinking at
the top.
"Oi, Nove, I thought you said you signed out this room for us today.".
"Hmmm... I thought so as well. Maybe a scheduling error?".