Nomanalive

Sam Sanderson is envied by many for his job, however he himself didn't seem to like it much.

Due to his expertise in nanotechnology he was tasked with monitoring the state the Valkyries, humanity's strongest weapons who all just happened to be made into gorgeous females.

Forbidden from even touching any of them, Sam spends his days in agony watching flowers he couldn't hope to touch. However one day all of that seemed to change.

His luck recieves a massive boost, but with it came new dangers, more responsibilities and conspiracies knocking on his door one after the other. 

Finding himself diving head first into an inter-dimensional mess, Sam realizes that sleeping with robots was the least of his concerns.

Valkyrie Smash

"Well well well, look how the tables have turned."

As he spoke, a wide grin spread on Sam's face. A wall of glass stood in front of him, one so sturdy it could withstand a few dozen grenades. Metal bars have grown out of fashion a long time ago so prison cells now had these types of separations.

Though it didn't look like it, the inside of the cell was isolated from the outside, meaning the prisoner had to hear what was said through a speaker and for some reason she didn't seem to like that very much. Though that was the last of her worries.

Glaring in his direction, Hela could only click her tongue, her face twisted in irritation.

"Hey now, is that any way to react to the people who saved your life?"

"Oh, so we agree on something?" Sam replied. "Sadly we can't really do that. You're an important political figure, even if you're a selfish egotistical violent and childish little princess."

Prisoner.