[ An automated voice speaks because someone hasn't bothered to set up a proper voicemail. The only part in her voice is her name. ] You have reached Agent Texas. Leave a message at the tone.
No. Most of them are holograms installed into a computer. If they have a body, it's definitely not a nice looking one like this. [ She motions down at herself with her glass. ]
The body I had back home looked like a walking suit of armor.
Makes it a helluva lot easier to blend in like this. [ It's a big reason she doesn't wear her armor out and about. ] People before me wearing similar suits made it more conspicuous than it should to be walking around civilians like that.
[ And somehow spawned a character dubbed 'Armor Guy.' Out of those who were here before her, she has a feeling she knows who spawned it. ]
Yeah. [ She swirls her wine glass for a moment before reaching to poke at some of the food he's laid out. ] You know I technically don't need any of this, right?
[ He clearly remembers she's an AI. Yet he brought a nice spread of food and wine. ]
Imagine an MRE stripped down to just the meat, packed with all the nutrition of the rest of the meal. And tasting faintly of the rest of it all in one hideous package.
[ A small nod. That's a mentality she can understand and really, when on the job in space your last concern is how good your food tastes. ] I only remember having to deal with that crap. My body back home couldn't even pretend to eat.
[ She's not even texting back. Maya is getting a call and the first thing that's going to be said when the girl picks up the line is: ] Where the fuck were you?
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