Eventually, her long scream died off, and XJ9 sat there quietly.
"Oh, okay. Glad you got that out of your system. How about we fix that arm now?"
She numbly nodded yes as she stared at her twitching fingers. Her mom took her hand, and she stood up to follow her. They slowly walked down the stairs, and she was led to a table. She sat on it and watched her mom grab some things from her desk. She looked back down at her fingers and made them wiggle again. It was so strange to watch. Wakeman walked back over with a scene in her hand, and some wires with clips.
She took a screwdriver and XJ9's hand. She watched her mom closely as she pried up some hidden latch, and suddenly she could see the inside of her arm. Her eyes widen at the sight of all the wires and servos in her arms. She had seen anything like it, and she immediately tried to poke her insides with her other hand. Wakeman quickly gave that hand a light slap and stopped her. She then started to do something important XJ9 guessed. She didn't understand what the wires from the screen were doing attaching to her arm. What all the fast-changing numbers were on the screen were lost to her too.
After a minute, she unattached the wires from hers and closed up the arm latch. XJ9 waved goodbye to her insides as it closed. Her mom opened another higher up port near her shoulder, and she could see her insides again. Wires were running through her arm there too, but it looked different from the other section of her arm she had seen seconds ago. She could see more structures connecting her arm and shoulder to her body, and it was just as strange as before. She tried to poke her insides again and got the same light slap to her hand. She frowned at her mom as she did the same thing with the wires she had done before.
"Just as I thought."
She removed the wires and put the screen down. As her mom grabbed a tool, she quickly poked the inside of her arm. It was weird to see, and she swore she could feel a tiny bit of electricity shoot through the wire when she poked it. Her mom can back over, and she pretended to totally not have poked anything. The next couple of minutes were spent with Wakeman fiddling with something in her shoulder and her curiously watching everything she was doing. Wakeman pulled the little tool out and closed the latch on her arm.
"Alright, try to see if you lift your arm now."
XJ9 nodded and raised that arm. A big smile spread across her face as she moved her arm around in every direction she could manage.
"Well, I'm glad that worked. Although, I'll have to look into more now. If you're fighting someone one and lose your arm's motion from a hit, that would be a serious problem."
She stopped moving her arm around at that. Fighting someone? Who was she going to be fighting? She knew her purpose had something to do with protecting the world apparently but was fighting part of that too? She looked over at her mom curiously as she typed something away on the screen. She swung her legs back and forth while sitting on the table, waiting for her mom to explain, but she didn't. After waiting for forever, honestly, it was about two minutes, she hopped off the table and walked around the lab a bit. There were colorful liquids in tubs of all shapes and sizes across desks. Lots of papers stacked up, and tools laying all around. Many screens on desks running all kinds of information. She soon found herself back there.
She stood over the strange table that she had first woken up on and looked over it. Two screens were attached to it and were the only ones off in the whole room. Checking her internal calendar, it had been just two weeks since she first woke up, and there still seemed to be so much to do. She hadn't been outside yet, she didn't count going to the place with all those Skyway Patrol people, and she still hadn't talked yet. Plus, if she was going to be fighting someone, she wasn't sure that she could. How did one fight?
Her brain did a quick search online, and she made a fist with each of her hands. Punching was the first thing to come up, and she hadn't done it before, but hopefully, she'd get a hang of it soon. She watched a quick video where a guy punched another guy and instantly stopped. She looked down at her hands after canceling her search. She didn't know what to think about the guy hitting the other guy.
It looked like he hurt him, and she thought about how she felt when falling down the stairs, according to quick search falling down the stairs hurt. And punching seemed to be hurting someone but on purpose. Was that right? Was it okay to hurt someone on purpose? She uncurled her fists at the thought and stared at her open palms. At this point, she really wished she could talk. At that moment, she decided to put fighting on hold. She learned how to speak first. She'd learn how to say mom, and then she'd ask her about going outside, and what was going on with Skyway Patrol.
She'd ask her about fighting and how to fight. Better yet, who exactly she had to fight soon. Maybe if she could talk then, then they could just talk instead. Her mind went to Lilan and Will, how everyone else with them was rude and stuck up, but they were nice. That could work too, right? If she was kind to the person she had to fight, then they could be friends. Right?
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