SWA Beginnings: Francesca, by ElfenMagix
Gunslinger Girl and its characters are (c) Yu Aida.
SWA Beginnings: Francesca and its characters are (c) ElfenMagix.
I would like to continue to thank Boomer_Gonzales for his loan of his characters and assistance with dialog and plot development
Alpha is by his creator, Boomer_Gonzales.
Part 8: Conditioning Programs and Programming Conditions.
"Just look at the shiny tip of this pen, and count slowly backwards from 25 to 1, feeling sleepy as your eyelids get heavier with every number you past. Stop when you can no longer keep your eyes open.", a familiar voice says.
"25…, 24…, 23…, 22…, 21…, 20…, 19…, 18…, 17… … …", a young female voice started counting.
"Francesca?" the familiar voice asks.
"Yes Dr. Bianchi?" she asks.
"Are you asleep?" Dr. Bianchi asks.
"I am…" she answers.
"Good," Dr. Bianchi says. "Now listen carefully. You can only listen to me, and no one or nothing else. Do you understand?"
"Yes Dr. Bianchi…" she answers.
"Make her act like a chicken…" Dr. Gilliani stated almost jokingly.
"What do you think, I'm stupid?" Dr. Bianchi blurted out.
"No, I do not…" Francesca answers blankly.
They both turn to look at her.
"Ignore that last comment, Francesca. It was mean for somebody else," Dr. Bianchi stated. "Now, have you and your trainer had your Honeymoon?"
"No…" she answers.
"Why not?" Dr. Bianchi asks.
"Felix does not see me in that way," she answers.
"And what way would that be?" Dr. Bianchi asks.
"Wanting to like or have me sexually," she answers.
"What was his reason?" Dr. Bianchi asks.
"He said that I was a little girl," she answers.
"Are you a little girl?" Dr. Bianchi asks.
"No…" she answers.
"Then what are you if you are not a little girl?" Dr. Bianchi asks.
"I am a woman…" she answers.
"How?" Dr. Bianchi asks.
"My breasts are growing, and I have public hair in those areas, but most importantly, I get a regular period. Any girl who has a regular period is a woman…" she explains.
"So, you are ready to have sex with men, because you are a woman?" Dr. Bianchi asks.
"Yes, if I want too," she answers.
"But you failed with Felix," Dr. Bianchi asks.
"I know," she answers.
"Continue the relationship, but in smaller steps. Let him get attached to you. And one day, hopefully soon, you will have your wish granted," Dr. Bianchi explains. "Remember, you are a cyborg. You are to protect him from harm while on missions. He is to train you to be ready for such missions. And you two are to be close to each other because your lives will depend on it. Closer than most people are. Failing means that he could be killed, and it would be your fault. You do not that to happen."
"I understand," she answers.
"Now… you are to count backwards from 100 to 1. When you reach 1, you are going to slowly wake up, and not remember what was done here, but you will remember what was said and you will not speak about it with anyone else other than me. By the time you reach counting to 1, the room will be empty, you will think nothing of it and you will go back to your room to continue on with your normal day. Is that clear?" , Dr. Bianchi says and then asks.
"Yes…" she answers.
"Start counting…" Dr. Bianchi commanded.
"100…, 99…, 98…, 97…" Francesca started to count.
Dr. Bianchi signals to the others in the room with him to leave it. They all get up after gathering their note pads and recording devices, before they leave. Soon Francesca was sitting in the room by herself counting backwards. The door to the outside of Dr. Bianchi's office was locked as to not allow anyone to walk in unannounced and disturb what was going on with Francesca.
When she finished, Francesca gets up out of the chair and walks to down to her room. She then changed her clothes to her training gear of t-shirt, shorts, ankle sox and sneakers before stepping out to see Felix. They planned to rendezvous at a 1/2 constructed area in the rear of the complex. She gets there within 5 minutes of walking.
Felix was at the end of the field by a mound of dirt and rubble, setting up posts with paper targets on them. A table with a few boxes on it were several yards away with a couple of cloth folding chairs. Francesca approached Felix from behind, remaining silent as she waited for him to finish what he was doing. When done, he turns to the tables, not expecting Francesca to be there.
"Oh, Jeez… how long have you been there?" Felix exclaims, trying to calm down.
"Just a few seconds," Francesca answers. "What are we going to do today?"
"First you are going to learn about firearm safety, then firearm use," Felix explains. "Do well, and we could celebrate."
Francesca just smiles.
Together they walk to the table, where Felix unboxes a couple of black 9mm pistols of nondescription and cleared of all labels and identifying marks, placing the firearms on the table.
"Now, Francesca. This is a gun, it is only to be used in life or death situation, and it is used then taken from the holster. There will be no hesitation on its use, and its use is to put down an assailant," Felix started to explain.
Meanwhile in Francesca's room, a hand goes under her bed's pillow, leaving a couple of pornographic pictorial magazines in their place.
