It's been a few months since I made my AI by accident, and so far it's just been myself and Jamie going out and giving the watch devices loaded with a few spells for assisting trans people. Social anxiety aside, I do enjoy helping people. I did have to explain to a few people that it's not actually magic; despite the fact that my power insists on calling the programs "spells."
I'm currently wrapping up a custom order; the customer is a pretty famous cape on the East Coast and wants a program to block striker powers. Specifically her own, and after she explained why I totally understood. It took a bit of doing to make a toggleable program that could block internal abilities, but I'm finally done.
I message the girl in question, telling her that her device is ready. NinjaRacoon, funny. "Iris, can you send a message to Jamie, telling her that once I get a response I'll be ready to go?"
"Done," my assistant responds. "Was there anything else?"
"No, that's all. Thank you Iris," I reply.
She remains standing at the edge of my desk, motionless. I considered giving her something like an "idle animation" to take the edge off her creepy stillness. Moving away from the desk, I queue up my spell for my costume, Knight's Armor. And I will never get tired of watching the "Magic Circle" flare to life below me, before flashing out and leaving me in my costume. Which amounts to a purple skirt, black thigh highs, a purple vest with a long sleeved black shirt underneath, and a sort of visor headset combo. The visor looks like Hero's but in my same color set, black over ear headphones and a purple "glass" visor.
This is one of those times, I'm glad my customer is awake at late hours. Because I'm still operating on Pacific Coast time, and they live on the opposite end of the US from where I used to live. After a few minutes I get a message back from Jamie, telling me 'you shouldn't use your AI girlfriend for everything, but I'll be ready when you are.'
About ten minutes cycle by, before I get a message from my most recent customer, telling me she's ready. Quickly making my way to Jamie's lab, we use Dodge's portal system to go to the meeting location. A hospital rooftop.
"You're Genesis?" I hear from the roof access door.
"That's correct," I reply. "NinjaRacoon?"
"Yep, that's me," they say. "Who's the other one?"
"My chaperone," I say simply. "Are you ready?"
They give me a nod, not speaking anymore. Good enough. I move over to them and pull out the watch, giving them a rundown on the spells, "It's not actually magic, but my power keeps calling them spells. Only one is permanent and that's the gender one. There are technically two clothing spells, one for basic wear and the other would be suitable for your costume. The last spell will block internal power usage, as requested. Basically all you need to do is think about the spell and it'll do it. Simple as that."
I watch her put the watch on, and also startle at the voice. I can't hear it, but I know she can. I quickly avert my eyes as a white-red glow starts to build up. Suddenly the light winks out. Looking back over, I see the very, very euphoric expression on the girl's face. I can see her looking herself over, poking and prodding various parts of her body. And a bit of groping.
"Thank you so much," she almost shouts.
"It's not a problem, really," I say. "Oh, it also has the standard feature of not being able to be removed by anyone except you. Did you have a name picked out?"
"I think so, I've been thinking about it for quite a while," she replies. "Amelia, Amelia Lavere."