05 Racín Scraps and "Escape is Futile"

On a desolated Planet:

Its been few days for a group of scraper when they got their haul of proper parts or usable parts.

"Muug not a single thing is in this pile, Are You Sure This is From The Capital?" Muug one of the scout stationed in area, a rather stout kid it makes you wonder what does he eat out here rats? Even though he is on the fat side he is agile in this metal jungle and is somewhat reliable on the field as a junkrat.

"Mira I know what I saw and I ain't la'yin... it was a big Capital ship it even have the rainbow writing on it" Mira Shw young Mechanic wanabee also a scraper, She is cute if she when for a bath.. unlike her looks that's like it just got blasted by turbo diesel she is a good appraiser of old and busted some-what-usable trashed tech.

"Ya sure...look here this relay if I'm correct its part of a radio BUT as far you can see there is no crystal processor of any kind so this mean't that someone pry it out just before it got dump here and that is not the doings of capital pips" fuming a bit she began digging for more electronics.

But then a loud beeping noise attract the both of them then..

"Repair and upgrade requirements have been completed"

"returning bodily function to Main A.I."

The two began to look for the thing that make the sound.

Creating a loud crashing sound the two look up and found a large portion of the trash pile began tumbling down to them. Muug hurriedly toss Mira to the other platform positioning her higher and maneuver himself to a safe position and readied his gun, you can't be to couscous can we.

Mira activates her crystal watch to scan mode while her off hand readied a make shift trenchgun or a stun shotgun.

"MORNING .... ARRRG.. mmmh whats this wow junks that jump was sure bad... Ann status report" A nude Hybrid opened her arms as if she just got off a peaceful night sleep.

Surprised the virgin Muug began drooling and cant even aim his gun properly on the other hand Mira shot her gun at Anne bringing Muug back to reality as the gun shot its projectiles creating a big fireball hurling to Anne.

With a swift stomp Anne used the trashed car door as shield and used momentum transfer on the door as a spring board increasing the distance from Mira and shortening the gap between her and Muug who is currently removing the safety of the his gun.

Clearly too late Muug held the gun prompting it as a blunt weapon. Anne having anticipated his actions somersault's off of Muug placing him in between her and Mira.

"This is how you react when you see someone with a bigger JUGS than you"

"You...YU... this is not it" with a very red face Mira lowers her gun and sheepishly looks to the sides

"And you don't buy a flashy gun its practically useless" holding the Muug's pimp out gun turning the safety back on then tossing it back to Muug.

"And you only need .6 second to arm the gun" pinching his chubby cheeks then walks off.

"Am I that Sexy?" Anne looks over showing off her voluptuous body. Muug instantly faints in with a bleeding nose and a big smile.

"What are you?"

"HHMMM... you haven't seen a Doll in this junk pile..." Anne look at Mira who's fully confused and dumbfounded face looks really adorable, Anne had the urged to snuggle that little face out.

"OK lets say I am a full sentient Doll or Humanoid Droid" Anne felt that Mira is still confused so...

"HMMM.. (sigh) Sex Droid... Military grade A.I. ... conflict war destroyed repair with Milt. tech escaped.... equals WEAPONIZED SEX DOLL get it" Anne went back to looking for something.

"What? WAIT what are you for?"

"Dress"

"I'll get you one"

"No need" Anne grabbed what looks like a nosecone and trow it out then jumped in.

"Oh look its a transport carrier my scanner says the thing is 74% destroyed... no its 86.2% now... I think we can salvage that Nose area for some tech"

"This is a ASL Hauller 44A..... Wait its 46S what the hell is this doing here"

"Well one thing I know that this thing is in rather good condition for salvage, So as i see it do you have transport?"

"I do have one but this is not salvage but a stash a hidden one... I think we should go, I'll go wake the perv up and get my Skipper" Mira hurriedly run off taking Muug with her.

"Ok I'll just look for a shirt over there"

Anne notice few things as she move to the crew area that it was clean probably that it was cleared before it was hidden in the junkyard but as she enter the bedroom area that there was an unusual clutter in one of the bed as if it was hurriedly tucked in. Anne want investigate the living area but curiosity hit her and she is in need of shirts along with a pair of pants and the bedroom is where they are commonly located.

Without a hitch Anne found what she's looking for a good set of female shirts although breathable the bra did not fit her F cup jugs.

"Well i think this should work" taking advantage of her superior motor control and knowledge on martial arts she cut flexible fabrics turning them into strapless bra, she began to doll her self up.

Once Anne finished her doll up which look presentable to be a hangover side character that did not get any screen time she went over the bed bunks and take a look over.

With just a turn over of the pillows Anne found dogtags military ones although clean she found no finger imprints on it meaning it was cleaned.

What peak her up was the light armor set under the bed, a two set pistols, a full armament rifle and box on box of ammo she did not plan to leave the articles off but she need to move her snooping nose to the cargo bay in which she is sure to find lost military grade items.

Writing out the vending machine located at the canteen and she found the cargo bay accident. She

went for a stroll around H46S cargo bay but what stand out to her that this not a logistic ship but a makeshift Base or a portable Base that could go in and out undetected in enemy lines without using high grade components.

With this developments she is determined to take this bull out of here. With that in mind she took a duffel bag that was lying on the ground ready to head out.

"OK Ann Scan for living organism around the perimeter"

[300 unaffiliated organism detected]

[400 critters]

[60 radiated rats]

[40 humanoid]

"lock on to the humanoid ones"

[Closest one is 400 meters away from the ship]

[No movement response on target]

"Ok... transport 5 meter off hull to storage"

[starting transport]

[800 million components detected]

[dimensional storage initiated]

A tiny blackholes hovers on her hands. With the distortion field blinking off it took with it the whole ship and Anne simply move away from the crumbling trash. Stealthily locating Mira and her transport which not far away.

Surprising the observer of what is happening he moved out of his hiding but what welcome him is a cold blade pointing over his neck.

"I don't like pips snooping in my business"

"Miss please I am just a scout"

"Well well scout that walks and talks for another big shot"

"Please don't kill me my daughter still a child I..I..I can't leave her"

"Don't worry she will follow"