"Commander…?" 9A-91 asked as she entered the commander's office. A worried look on her face as she took her seat across the commander's desk, "I would like to request my core removed so that I can work as an Adoll instead..."
The commander, her hands folded in front of her, raised an eyebrow at the request that was made by said Tdoll, "Why? You are my top performer 9A-91. Have I not given you plenty of accommodations? Treated you very well for the performance you bring?"
9A-91 shook her head, "I don't want to be treated as if I'm special, commander. I hear my comrades talk behind my back all the time. How I'm spoiled this, and that I'm stuck up that. Every time I try to converse with them, they all say that they're busy, when all they're really doing is talking behind my back."
"We can work that out with them then. Tell them-"
"No, we can't commander. They have already made up their minds. I've been trying to make amends with them, but they refuse my help." 9A-91 explained, her face now overcome with desperation.
"I'm not allowing you to leave 9A-91. This will be a massive loss in firepower and efficiency if you have your core removed just because you can't take some heat." The commander leaned back in her chair and shushed 9A-91 away with her hands so that she could try to take a nap.
Then Kalina came in and made things a lot more complicated for this commander, "You are not going to leave it at that commander." she told her, the commander jolting right back up to proper posture once her adjutant came in
"What do you mean I'm not going to leave it at that? This is a simple matter. It's trivial even."
Kalina shook her head, "Commander, are you aware of how you treat the other Tdolls you have? How unjust their living conditions are compared to 9A-91's?"
The commander raised an eyebrow, "Go on."
"They live in shambles. They barely have any food and rations for the missions you send them on, and yet 9A-91 lives in such a nice dorm and gets to eat cake almost every day." Kalina explained, leaving her tablet on the commander's desk and crossing her arms, "So what's your justification for that?"
"My justification?" The commander giggled, "They need to perform, simple. They want furniture? Food and rations? Clothing? All of them can have that if they perform to par, and 9A-91 is the only one that's done so. Simple as that."
The aforementioned 9A-91 shifted uncomfortably, having already known that this was the case. She didn't want it to be like this, and she surely didn't want to be assigned to a commander as uncaring about everyone else as this one.
She took a breath and spoke, "C-Commander… o-our sector puts up the worst numbers out of all the sectors still active..." she mumbled, "I've seen the results from Kalina's tablet from time to time… w-we're in the 99th percentile..."
"Not my fault I have trash Tdolls."
Kalina picked up her tablet and grabbed 9A-91 by the hand, pulling her up from where she was sitting and moving to leave the room, "I'm removing her core for you then, commander." she told her, "If you really think that all your Tdolls are that trash then why don't you see that for yourself?"
The commander tried to get in the way of Kalina, but she was already out of her room and headed to the retirement bay. The commander thinking that Kalina wasn't actually going to follow through on the threat to remove 9A-91's core.
"Come back here you damn cheap bitch! I'm the commander here! You listen to ME! I'm the one that runs S19! Not you, you greedy bastard!" The commander shouted, chasing after Kalina, who was making a mad dash to the retirement bay to try to remove 9A-91's core before the commander could stop the process.
Needless to say, the commander couldn't make it in time before 9A-91 was sent on her way by helicopter to the city where she could find a job as a maid or something, considering that the commander had given her that custom maid outfit designed by Griffin and Kryuger in the past.
When the commander finally arrived, Kalina was already walking past her and smirking at her, "You were too late commander. Now you'll just have to live without 9A-91 dealing the bulk of the damage and be a better commander."
The commander giggled and shook her head, "I can just craft 9A-91 again. Then I won't have to use those scrap heaps like G41 or G11 and be on my merry way."
Kalina stopped where she was and turned to face the commander, proudly displaying her tablet to her with a shit-eating grin on her face, "I reset her digi mind to its default parameters. So if you will try to get the same performance out of your first 9A-91 out of the next one you get, you won't get the same results."
"What does that-"
"It means, my dear commander, that all the experience your 9A-91 had is all gone. So along with having to feed that new 9A-91 combat reports and giving her dummy bodies their respective dummy cores, all the experience that made her the best damage dealer by far is gone, and you'll have to rely on someone else to deal all the damage for you instead of her."
"I hate-"
"You brought this upon yourself."
A few months after this incident, the commander would be stripped of her position and instead be made a janitor to the more exemplary commander in Area S09. The now jaded and former commander would try to sabotage that commander's Tdolls, but Kalina had also been repositioned to Area S09 along with the commander. Not only did Griffin & Kryuger not want to let her great sales figures go to waste, but they also wanted to make sure that her previous commander, now janitor didn't try to pull anything shady.
As for that 9A-91 that became an Adoll? She was now happily serving customers at a maid cafe. She even got to see her previous comrades at her workplace. Not that she remembered them since her digi mind had been wiped clean and all her memories gone. They recognised her, but were friendly whenever they came by, and the Adoll even made friends with them. She couldn't have asked for a better workplace.