Intriging Data...I think i might take a souvenir
the Data-card was about the size of a hard-drive from his old world if only more square then rectangular, with two discs that held Data.
checking on the cardinal the new case had a opening panel on the side designed to accept Data cards, so he put the card in and the system came to life once more.
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[terra-aurora system V0.52.1]
[booting...]
[system rank 1]
[welcome: Alexandrove bellkenin]
[states]
[data bank]
[bio-sample analysis] [Maximum nural-links 2/5]
[Notice: new Data-card detected] [beginning analysis] [reading1/80] [reading11/80] [reading20/80] [reading39/80] [reading68/80] [reading75/80] [reading80/80][Analysis complete][transferring to A.R.I.A.D.N.A]
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suddenly Alexandrove felt the migraine again, information started to pore into his mind almost the same as the first day he came to this accursed world...almost, flashing images were in Alexandroves head of a faded crimson circle and after what felt like forever...1minute he opened his eyes with perfect clarity.
so the unit was was called "serpents tail" consisting of 8 soldiers and 1 pilot, there mission was simple but far from easy they were tasked with obtaining a sample of the black fog from the domain of the black sovereign a eruptide said to be one of the most intelligent giving it the rank of sovereign of which there were only five in the world, the white sovereign, the green sovereign, the blue sovereign, the yellow sovereign and lastly the black sovereign apparently the mission did not go as planed when the were in a heated engagement with the sovereign thralls the commanding officer a lieutenant named gallium told the pilot to get out of there and so he tried but Alexandrove already new what happened next.
"Black sovereign hum...yeah no i don't what to meet whatever that is."
saying this Alexandrove sat on the ground and thought about what was he going to do now...while doing so he kept looking and fiddling with sarels revolver.
the revolver had two engravings on its grip the first was the full name of sarel "sarel raizen...well his name seems uncommon i wonder were he was from"
saying this Alexandrove was surprised to see that the revolver had a name, naming weapons wasn't uncommon but it was usually reserved for larger guns not hand guns.
"cannon...interesting name for a hand gun especially a revolver very well hello cannon let's work well together..........why am I talking to a gun?".
after that little tangent Alexandrove glanced at the pilot one last time and had an idea...why not get a souvenir...
after 10 minutes of fiddling he had taken the pilots armor off, surprisingly the armor was an extra lair unlike a solitary piece of gear, this meant that it was designed to be used with a second internal suit which the pilot didn't seem to be wearing as he just had a uniform of unknown make and affiliation, Alexandrove didn't much care for that as he just took the armor and used the A.R.I.A.D.N.A ability.
("Scrutinize").
saying this the system gave him some intriguing amount of information.
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[S.A.F link suit {Alter: shell} prototype:V.3.4.2] [identifying S.A.F...ERROR404] [Data not found]----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
("shit....well at least i know what it is somewhat but still to many questions not enough answers...although i don't think it's bad to keep a souvenir")
Saying this Alexandrove plugged the "Armors shell" in to his cardinal frame and let the machine do it's job.
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[S.A.F link suit {Alter: shell} prototype:V.3.4.2] [Analyzing...] [Analyzing...] [Analyzing...] [ERROR404 missing Data] [constructing personal script...] [1/50] [2/50][3/50][4/50][5/50][6/50][7/50][8/50][9/50][10/50][11/50][12/50][13/50][14/50][15/50][16/50][17/50][18/50][19/50][20/50][21/50][22/50][23/50][24/50][25/50][26/50][27/50][28/50][29/50][30/50][31/50][32/50][33/50][34/50][35/50][36/50][37/50][38/50][39/50][40/50][41/50][42/50][43/50][44/50][45/50][46/50][47/50][48/50][49/50][50/50] [script construct established]
[S.A.F link suit {Alter: shell} prototype:V.0.5.0] [under terra-Aurora System Control]----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
reading this Alexandrove felt that in his words "upgrades people upgrades" he slowly started to put the Armor on the same way the pilot seemed to be wearing it, the armor upon making contact with Alexandrove seemed to re-adjust to fit him perfectly after less then ten seconds Alexandrove looked as if he was covered from head to toe in chrome plates which in turn shifted color to a dark olive gray as it reconfirmed with its surroundings, the helm was completely covered in the metal plates except wear the pilots eyes were supposed to be as the helm bulged outward with small nubs that seemed like antenna, when Alexandrove put it on the helm made as audible click as it connected with the A.R.I.A.D.N.A as well as the lower suit Alexandrove was not able to see anything for a few second but then lines of code started to go past his vision very fast, after which the helms front plated seemed to shift in to translucent as the helms display seemed to merge with the A.R.I.A.D.N.A's neural link.
the helm looked as if it was made of many hexagonal pieces of glass that displayed different readings, such as heart rate, air quality, Rad counter, atmospheric bars, a compass as well as power and suit damage.
Alexandrove looked at the birds glass canopy to use as a mirror and he was surprised to see that the helm did not seem to be made of glass but the metal plates the were connected to the little nubs were glowing a rainbowish hue that continued as a intricate almost living pattern that run all through the armors plaiting.
("ok this is definitely some sci-fi bullshit... but i can't really complain")
saying this he packed up everything he owned and planed to continue heading to the stalker base, before exiting the bird he removed the gasmask filter from his gp-5 and attached it to the Armors helm as it was integrated and gave him a a protection time of 8 hours and 23 minutes, slinging his bag over his shoulder as he made his way out and followed the compass towards the stalker base...