Starting Over [Archangel] [Discontinued]
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"I'm Kaizen. Do you have a name too?" He asks, glancing up at her eyes, and trying not to let his gaze slide down to her breasts. "I mean... I can't possibly remember that code..."
[Okidoke.]
[Okidoke.]
"Hmm... How about... Hina? I mean, your model number starts with an H. So..." He trails off, not sure what else to say.
"Umm..." He goes beet red at the question. "I was actually supposed to come down here and steal your..." He glances at her head. "Brain. Someone wanted it in exchange for my brother. I turned you on in case she decided to... Kill me or something... If she didn't, I was going to give you to her." He mutters, looking at the floor.
"Ah, so you were sent here by someone seeking my hardware... and instead will use me as a bargaining chip? I can't say that these are the best conditions to wake up too... but as I have no grasp of the world right now, I suppose I should simply go along with you."
"Yeah... For what it's worth, I'm sorry. Oh, and I should probably mention... She's infected. You'll probably serve her better than you'll serve... Me." He mutters, glancing away from her face and walking to the door.
"Well... They don't exactly have the right equipment... Or... Maybe they do. I don't know. They're probably just going to use you for... Sex... Anyway..." He murmurs, pushing his long, shaggy hair behind his ears.
"I... Don't think they'll be having sex with you to... Procreate..." He mutters, looking like a tomato at this point as he starts imagining what the men in the dome would do to her.
"N-no. Just... Extremely ashamed and embarrassed." He mutters, trying to avoid eye contact with Hina. "Never seen a naked woman before. Or... Talked about such things..."
He glances at her cleavage, then her mostly exposed legs, and groans before shaking his head. "If possible, it just made you seem more lewd... Anyway, did they put any information in that head of yours? Anything about what caused all this?" He asks, trying to change the subject to something that isn't so embarrassing.
"I mean about the virus, of course. How did this all happen? Neither of my parents knew." He says, looking at her, then quickly looking away.
"Do you think the virus may have been created by some crazy person who wanted to wipe out humanity? I mean... That's the common theory that a lot of people are going with. At least, that's what my dad said." He says, shrugging.
"It is possible that someone simply wanted to end all humans... there are several working theories that it started in animals without hurting them and then passed to humans, which explains why it spread so fast as many people keep animals in their home. As for now, only theories are known to me."
"And it would also explain how the infected keep changing into animals. Mostly. I mean..." He points to the door where he had killed one of the infected creatures. "One of those things tried to attack me. Good thing its legs were broken, or I'd be dead meat. Or worse, infected... Just out of curiosity... How often do the infected turn feral? Like, what's the probability?" He asks, looking at her.
"Surviving the infection is a 20% chance exactly, the other 80% die at some stage of infection. Those who are infected mostly retain their minds at a 90% sanity rate while 10% cannot fathom their new form and go feral. While that sounds good, please keep in mind just how many humans were on earth back then..."
"Ah... Yikes. That's... Scary..." He mutters, wincing. "Glad mom and dad managed to escape before the shit hit the fan. Excuse my language, please. I heard from them that it got so bad that the streets were littered with corpses and all you could hear were screams for weeks." He murmurs, looking at the floor as he walks up to the elevator, and presses the "UP" button. Once he reaches the floor he came down from, he presses it again, wanting to see where the upper level led.
the elevator does not go any higher than the floor her entered on. "I am afraid I was not active for that time period, so I can only imagine how bad it got at the peak of infection rates." She looks at the dead infected on the floor and soon scans it "If what I am seeing is correct, this person broke their own legs before they changed completely... likely to stop themselves from escaping this place."
"Oh. God damn, that must have been painful..." He murmurs, wincing. "I'm glad he sacrificed himself like that. I wasn't infected... I mean... I could never do something like that." He murmurs, chuckling nervously.
"Yeah." He murmurs, walking back through the lab with the skeletons, and climbing the stairs once more, heading for the exit of the building.
"It is, isn't it...?" He murmurs, before looking through his bag and taking out the research papers before handing them to her. "Here. I think you might find these useful. I can't read, so... You can read them on the way back..." He murmurs.
Plus, you'll need them more than I do...
Plus, you'll need them more than I do...