Prologue: Promises of Mourning
Saori stood there amongst the emptiness of her room, and shuddered deep within herself. Sea green hues looking at the screen of one of the 'out dated' form of computer. Fingers hitting keys as she wrote in the various codes, and commands to the program she was writing. It had been three days now since Suki passed away and now she was alone. All that was left was Yuka, her persocom, that was downstairs cleaning up the rooms down there. She had promised herself to finish this personality software for Yuka though she didn't know what her drive to do so was now. Getting advice from her friends over the Custom Persocom BBS had helped her write programs, and create the persocom that was ever so loyal to her. She still hated the fact the persocom wasn't human for she couldn't truly replace the memory of Suki with a machine, but her passed on friend had now become the model for this personality software.
Why did you have to leave me Suki? You were my only friend.
The thought rippled through her mind as she hit the final button. It was true though, Suki had been her only friend back at school. Saori was such an introvert, and no body seemed the least bit interested in her at school. So after Suki got killed in the accident down town Saori had decided to upload the persocom, she had built herself, with this software. Though could computer replace the memory of her sole friend?
The software was done, and soon saved to the computer's hard drive so she could go get Yuka to upload it to her systems. Her figure lifting to stand there as she turned her head to look towards the door way. There was standing Yuka right there all dressed in her leather, silk and lace mixed design of a dress. Saori was an artist after all, and she designed the persocom's human body and outfit just right to her vision of what she should look like. People always commented her work on Yuka, but it wasn't like when Suki was amazed at the piece of work. Only her old friend's complementary on the piece of 'art' had truly thrilled her.
Yuka had a pale complexion with long strands of woven golden blonde hair falling down past her waist and near to her knees. Bells adorning the locks of hair like tiny silver beads, and they rang out with every movement she gave. Her eyes were a large vibrant hue of cerulean blue, and the black outfit made her pallor stick out so much more. The outfit she wore constantly was black outfit with black lace frills along the edge of her skirt trim, and sleeves. Then there was the leather here and there that was around her mid-drift and then along her upper arms. Straps making the leather pieces tight along her skin. After that there was those black knee high boots that had leather straps all the way up, and then those silver glittering buckles. Yuka was Saori's most prized piece of art, but Saori never brought her outside to show off to people after the one day she did.
The persocom was just standing there as if waiting for her next orders from her mistress, and Saori could only stare at her for a moment. How could she put Suki's personality into a machine?
"Mistress Saori, I am done with the cleaning."
Saori's eyes opened wide momentarily at the sound of the persocom's voice as if she had forgotten the gentleness of it. Slowly then she shook her head to herself to speak. "Please sit down over here." Her hand lifting to gesture over towards the cushion on the floor next to the desk.
The machine nodded her head, and walked over towards the cushion. Sitting down there upon her knees, and resting hands upon her lap. Those cerulean spheres looking up towards her mistress as she moved her hands to open up one of those cat like ears where the many wires were contained. Pulling out the connection cables for she already knew well what was to be done. Some part of the machine was happy, though the happiness was something given to her by another software program installed a little while back into her operating systems.
"I'm glad you remember why I would call you up here, Yuka." Saori took the wires within her hand, and hooked them into the computer's tower. Some part of her hesitating before placing in the final chord.
Why is part of me sad still to be doing this? There is nothing wrong with giving a machine a personality is there not? And when I give her Suki's personality she will better be able to use her emotion software. I should be happy not sad.
Soon after hooking the cables in she moved to the computer. A sequence of buttons were hit to start the downloading process. Looking over towards Yuka she watched as the persocom's eyes grew half closed, and looked so distant. The little whirs heard upon her ears as she listened to how the computer ran as the programs were downloaded. She looked to the computer screen seeing the download will take a long time to complete itself.
Standing up she turned to leave Yuka alone as the program continued to download itself. She venturing off to the kitchen to get herself a snake while she waited. It would be hours most likely until it was done, and still part of her mind was reasoning with her why she should stop the program from downloading.
It's for the best that I do this though. The world is lonely without a friend.
