A/N: Well hello there nice of you to drop in! Ok, chapter 4 is here! and with it bring...
A disclaimer!
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Thank you to all the people that favored/ followed this story it's nice to see people like story, whether it be because you're bored of all the infinete stories or just giving this a quick look.
Anyway, on with the story!
Chapter 4
Being assisted by someone nearly a foot shorter than you can be awkward at best but strap these figures into heavy diving suits and it almost becomes unbearable.
Delta groaned apologetically as she supported him in his half walk half shuffle towards a nearby vita chamber he promised himself to never place himself as a burden on anyone, especially a recently hostile entity that could in his current condition finish him off easily.
Giggling slightly at the tone of his moan the Sister continued to support him before seeing the green glow of the glass chamber he was looking for. Pointing it out she received a short but sincere 'thank you' grunt from Delta, who quickened his pace slightly.
Approaching the chambers glass doors they slid open, like arms welcoming a long lost friend the chamber was inviting the bruised and battered Alpha daddy in.
Pushing away from her gently he made the last few steps without her assistance before practically collapsing against the chamber's back wall. Why find a vita chamber instead of a health station? For one he hadn't enough money to use the contraption and two the vita chamber's secondary function would do a much better job, and repair his suit while doing it.
Glass panels sliding closed the Sister watched from outside as Delta was eclipsed in an aquatic-green light, her emotions a mix of surprise, shock and a tiny amount of fear.
Light fading away the daddy that stepped from the unit looking nothing like the beaten and busted diver she'd seen seconds ago.
Suit now fully repaired the tears and holes made by a combination of splicer attacks and her assault on him earlier had disappeared. The visor of his no longer dented helmet fully repaired it glowed a bright yellow once again before flashing to a friendly green upon noticing the attention he was receiving.
Moments later he found himself at the centre of a teen's attention as each and every section of his suit came under her scrutiny. It wasn't too long before her gaze shifted from him to the machine embedded into the concrete of the wall.
Taking a step towards it the glass panels slid open just as it did for him and stopped where she stood, nervousness overcoming her she looked to Delta.
Understanding her fears of the unknown mechanism he moaned I assurance, whether she understood or not he didn't know but as she stepped forwards it looked like she got the message.
Stepping into the chamber, the sister turned back to him as the glass panels slid shut locking her within the confined space. And as a bright teal light obscured her vision she could feel her suit mending around her, the leather stitched itself together but left no seam, the armour plates that had buckled bent back into shape with a creak as invisible hands remade them.
And finally without a sound her visor's shattered glass seemed to grow outwards from the edges filling the porthole once more.
All the while Delta watched from outside, slightly confused as to why it was taking so long, then again, the machine's inner workings had been modified with his suit's schematic in mind. It was likely that the logic engine behind the repair system most likely had to estimate proper dimensions for the new suit.
Snapped from his thoughts by a loud *ding* the bright lights faded as the glass panels slid open and with a small step the Sister moved from within. The adolescent teen now directly in front of him looking up at the taller man with what he guessed was expectation.
Smiling slightly behind his visor the Alpha daddy gave her a happy moan, to which she responded with a hug, one that he was all too willing to return. This small happy moment was to be cut short however as his radio activate with a crackle.
"Sport... What in god's name do you think you're doing?"
A/N: Well that was fun, and i apologize if this seems rushed in any way I've been stuck in a riptide (f you know what i mean) for the past week.
To any who might be wondering i will be giving the Sister a name so not to fret, however I've no clue as to what to call her yet, if anyone's got any ideas let me know.
Anyway, i'll see you next week! ~Biohazard888~