Chapter 49
Modestino D'ara inspected the ruptured form that had sparks emanating from its chassis, a metal body made to resemble a woman. Multiple bullet impacts had shredded one side of her black clothing. It was the fall from a catwalk above that dealt most of the damage though.
Her face had a beauty to it, smeared by the eye shadow. It would be a pity to dump her into a junk pile. The limbs would occasionally move as a jolt reaction to electrical disturbances in her damaged circutry, he even spotted an eyelid move once.
"Can you repair her?" Said a nearby voice.
A look up revealed the frazzle haired scientist known as the Future Man; he had his leather gloves and apron on.
Modestino answered. "She is way too complex a creation for me to fathom. My creations work differently than her."
The Future Man stared widely at the maker of mechanical men. "You can assist me in fixing her though. You will learn much through the procedure."
"You might mean totally rebuild her."
"Nonsense." Said the aproned figure. "She will be needed with the likeness she has. The doctor wishes it. Once functional again she will diligently supervise the scientists that remain until his grand vision is completed."
"They will follow her orders?" Asked Modestino.
"Why yes. Totenkopf has already introduced her to the senior scientists and workers as his proxy. That is why she must be fully repaired."
Modestino stared at the wide-eyed scientist whose skill was way more advanced than his.
"Will they know that she is a mechanical creation?"
"No, of course not. That is exactly why we must do the best job possible on her."
Another look down at the sparking, jolting figure revealed an eyelid closing again, only this time it looked wicked.