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"Well, I actually want to leave as soon as possible, its not a very long drive, as the warehouse is located in the city. I am starting to feel the effects of all that sand that seeped in on the last mission. I need to temporarily replace some things until I am able to fix it. The sand got in through small cracks and is wearing away the joints." He starts to walk out of the room. "Just meet me in the garage when your ready."

Eva crouched instinctively as the ball flew towards her, turning sideways so she could hold the goggles out of harm's way and also keep an eye on the whirring sawblades. She did this before she could remind herself that the weapon was made of nanites and therefore probably harmless: If it had continued flying it would have zipped straight over her head. She straightened up as the ball hit Tech in the head like a waterbaloon. "Sorry, old habits. What it just did was good, if you could get them to make a gun. The bullets would have to stick to the target though, so you could see where you hit or got hit." She held up one finger, the universal 'one moment' signal, and then strode over to the control booth, where she left the goggles with the librarian. She had her old demonic grin on as she exited the booth. "Work you say? Have at it!"

Sokato makes his way to the garage. There, he finds a moving truck. "Perfect." He says, the finds Kyle. "I am a person with an endless amount of time on my hands. I have spent all of my time and money developing attachments and accessories well, for me. I bought a warehouse to store it all. To make it easier for me to tell different parts apart, I put a serial code on all of them." Sokato takes a piece of paper out of his jacket pocket. "Once we get there I would like you to help me look for some of the items on the list." Several items on the list are: Arm:4e7a613, Arm:36Fte99, Foot:5dwa43, Leg:2sdf35, Shoulder:s242sd. "There is more but I will handle that stuff myself." He says and hands Kyle the list. "There are a lot of things I thought I would never use, but then I joined mishaps." He said with a laugh. "You will see what I mean when we get there." He then gets into the moving truck and starts it up.

Kyle put the list in his pocket and jumped in the truck. "Let's not go die hard, shall we?" Kyle asked.

Kyle looked around. "All this stuff... most stuff is a waste...You should sell the crappy stuff."

"In that case.... I challenge you to a swim race!" Kyle joked.

Brian grinned, and looked toward the Librarian.
"Yo, could you please Load the first sequence and compile it? Thanks!"
He turned back, and grinned at the captain.
"Captain, you will not seriously tell me that you have never ever heard of paintball?"
He sighed, and closed his eyes.
"Ok, sorry if this is a bit harsh, but you have to understand.... if it can be cone with regular much cheaper and more efficcient ways, then so be it. "
He grinned even more, and clapped in his hands again.
They now were in a dojo. Wood and paper, just to give her the advantage of actually being able to smash some things. He grinned, and gave the Librarian a heads-up.
"Now, captain, this may sound a little bit harsh to you, but I much rather like to see what I can get. As you might have noticed, the nanites are active again. Now, I call this the temple. This is basically out of a swordfighting rpg, but it will do for the test. Now, we are in the process of actually working. If you like, we can begin...."
He stepped out of his bubble, and still saw the nanites bubble around the captain. sequence one was an automated training programm he had used to test the basic intelligence of such games as streetfighter. She would still see him as what he was, but she would only see a nanite-supported double, with about the same attack pattern.
He wandered over to the Librarian, and took on a headset that would allow him to speak even as he was outside the camera range, but it was worth the effect. he sipped on his coffee, opened the laptop, and put his fingers on the controlls.
"OK, captain, " he said over the microphone,and was glad to see that his simulated avantar looked exactly the same like him, "I want you to hurt me as much as possible. Come on, are you a little scary chicken?"
He muted his mike, and initiated the recording of the fight. This would be usefull to determine if the work on the console games had actually helped him in the matter of creating good little sims. He turned the automated response up to normal levels. His avatar would only score a few hits if she would totally screw up, or if she would hit too much. Otherwise, it was just for the recording of her fighting patterns for the creation of her personal dummy. He grinned, and sipped again at his coffee, yet he found the scene oddly too quiet. His avantars finger flew, as he pressed buttons, and a door in the wall opened, and the monks again stood around them, just at the limits of the wall. He pressed enter, and the monks began to sing his vavourite version of the mortal combat theme.
Still grinning, he initiated the first attack sequence. Sprint towards her, and a headbut. He thought for a minute, and reconfigured the output a little. Now, the captain would feel 10 % of the normal density, and would be able to punch him 100 %..... He giggled silently, and imagined what face the captain would make if she knew that he was standing outside and had not even a remote chance of feeling anything.
He caught a bag of peanuts the librarian had thrown at him, and understood his rude signs.
"Captain, " he said through the mike, and watched as the automated simulation that impersonated him perfectly moved his lips in accordance, "I know you have some troubles about that whole technology,but I assure you that I would not invite you to something like that if there was the slightest chance I might get hurt. or do you first need a motivation? OK, how about that...."I am captain eva, and i have such p***s envy that I have to kill all men! OOh, look at me, I have no tits because I took too much steroids, and I cannot stand people smaller then me or more imperfect then I am!OOh, look at me, I am so tough and manly, and i need a manual before I operate anything more complex then a pointy stick! The last time I got layed was when kennedy was president, but that does not matter, because I satisfy my latent homosexual urges with my double action revolver!"
Enough motivation for you?"
He let his avantar bow, and initiated the first sequence. This was even more fun then he had thought it would be. The avantar sprinted towards her, and tilted his head back for a headbut. It was far too obvious for the captain to get actually hurt. He switched the avantar back to the autopilot, and grinned at the Librarian, while he muted the microphone.
"50 bucks that she does not stop in under two hours....."
"Ugh, " said the Librarian, and took a 50 $ bill out of his headband. Then, both of them watched in anticipation how the captain reacted. he had also programmed a very detailled modell of the human body, to get as spectacularely accurate effects of gore as possible.