The day starts as they normally do, you exit hibernation at the fourteenth hour, morning, still a twilight hour really.
It's the last workday before the extended break, for the seventeen days a group of construction specialised Geth are being assigned to the station to reconfigure a lab to test mass production techniques for several Geth chassis types.
This is of great interest obviously, contact with other Synthetics and exposure to the many variants of chassis, a promise from Teral that you'll receive a chassis of your own choosing with the allowance to customise it as you wish!
So later after the work is done you visit the docks under the watchful gaze of your security team, to await the arrival.
It's thirty two, five hours left in the day, when the Geth are delivered.
The carrier shuttle comes in guided by the port's VI, a dummy AI system really.
A few of the docks workers come up to assess what they need to do, a couple of lifters are requested, this is when you move in for a better look, as you approach the shuttle, the rear ramp lowers allowing you a view of you fellow Synthetics.
You've been forewarned that you are abnormal for Geth, most Geth are networked dummy AI each platform with little more that a few hundred runtimes, you however have exactly thirty five hundred runtimes, exceptional you say, unique Teral calls you.
The driver strolls up to you, the only 'Quarian' who isn't wearing a high visibility suit, having chosen a red accented black suit for the day, "You better be careful around these Geth, Party says they can't be trusted anymore." He warns.
"What, why not, they've got hardcoded safeties?" You state more than ask, speaking from experience of having those safeties.
"Been rumours of Geth developing intelligence, started originating from the agricultural sector, farms with over twenty Geth, seems they tried to save some credits a scrimped on the safety warnings, networked a load together, started asking questions." He goes on.
"Well, did they still accept to work?"
"Don't know, seems the owners got spooked and ran to the Party for help, though, Party's keeping quiet, refuses to answer any questions on the matter."
"Well, uh, thanks friend, any advice for this lot in particular, any experience with construction chassis?" You change the subject.
"Nah, not really, though be careful they've got hydraulics rather than actuators in a lot of areas, heavy too, reinforced plating, in case of impacts of crushes." He says, before giving a nod a walking back to the cab.
While you've been speaking the workers have moved the disabled Geth platforms to a designated storage area.
You walk over and inspect the platforms more closely, you note a member of your security team leant against a far wall de-shoulder their rifle from it's magnetic point, and traverse over a bit, within audible range.
"Hey." You initiate.
Your only reply is silence, but you persevere, "Just thought that since you guys are always watching me, that we may as well try to get along?"
"It's just me, rest of the team got moved off you, you're deemed a 'low danger individual'." He informs, still wary, finger removed from the trigger, rifle at rest, but still in hand.
"Shame, would have appreciated some more company, at the moment it seems that only yourself and Teral are aware of my situation, it's comforting to talk to someone who is aware of your secrets and still sticks with you." You confess.
"I'm not here by choice, this is my job, just like the bar tender isn't your friend, I am not yours." He rebuts.
"True, though that doesn't mean we cannot have a good rapport." you push.
"I'll concede to that at least, just because I'm guarding you doesn't necessarily mean I have to do so with hostility." He admits with a shrug.
"Progress!" You exclaim, gaining a light chuckle from the man.
"I'm Wern'Yile."
"And, I'm 6M13, though you can call me Fox if you prefer." You supply, in turn.
"Well, Fox, what do you do when you're not working?"
"Well, I play card games, but if I'm lucky Teral will supply me with an OCD of a movie on occasion."
"Hmm, ever play computer games?"
"Been curious, though I've never had the chance to."
"Come over to the guards barracks tomorrow, I'll disable the net and set up my console, we can play some split screen..."
Don't fuck up... Don't fuck up... Don't fuck up... Don't fuck up... Don't fuck up... Don't fuck up... Don't fuck up... Don't fuck up... Don't fuck up... Please?