The Phantom of the Factory (Part 3)

RancidInsanity · Post by **RancidInsanity** » Fri Mar 14, 2008 12:30 pm

It was late the next night when Eric was brooding over when to meet this robotic perfection of a lady. He saw her from the vent shaft and swooped down in front of her. The fembot’s programming immediately went into a protective mode as she was now simulating surprise and fear.

“Relax beautiful. I am the angel of robotics and I am here to help you. What is your name?” Eric said with the grace and magnificence he could muster.

“I am Christine…or model RM10907.” Christine said sheepishly

Eric gazed at her through his mask, she was more human looking than he had expected. He slowly leaned in very close to her and studied her intently. He could see the tiny, almost microscopic hairs on her arms that must’ve been hand-placed. He could see the various pores in her skin on her face. He noticed how she forever painted in eyeliner, lip stick, blush, and eye-shadow.

He gently moved his hand up and down her exposed upper arm, and whispered into her ear, “Follow me Christine.”

Christine’s monitors warned her to get away from this “Angel of Robotics” as soon as possible, but by mere chance, a glitch, or perhaps even robotic love, she didn’t leave and she quietly followed him, semi-mesmerized.

Eric lead her up onto a factory balcony where he stopped and began to try and start a conversation with Christine.

“So how do you like it at the factory, Christine?” Eric asked

“It’s ok” Christine answered still a little foggy.

“Well listen Christine, I’ve been watching you for weeks, and I want to be your friend, and help you out. I just think you’re beautiful.” Eric swooned the fembot while stroking her brunette hair and gazing into her blue eyes.

“Thank you.” Was the only thing Christine could answer, by now her monitors where urging her to run and activate the security droids. But Christine just couldn’t, not that, not to him, not to Eric.

“I’ll meet you again tomorrow night Christine.” Eric said and disappeared as soon as he had confronted Christine.

“Tomorrow night….” Christine said aloud