"It's a stupid story."
"You're a stupid person."
"It just doesn't happen in real life. It's unrealistic."
"You're unrealistic."
"You're an asshole."
"And you're gonna admit I'm right."
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In which a girl with (some) beauty gets in...
The door opens ten minutes later, but it isn't that beast. It's a short little droid, kind of like R2D2, but it speaks perfectly well and is only silver in colour.
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"Are you hungry?" it asks fluently in a robotic voice, while a smile pops up on its LCD face.
Nova nods. "Starving."
"Nova!" I scold.
The droid laughs, an eerily human sound. "I am not dangerous. I am —"
"LOGAN!" The second voice is female, but also robotic.
Logan the droid's smile drops and is quickly replaced with wide eyes and an open mouth. He's kind of cute, like a little pet robot.
The next robot is rather humanoid and freaky. She actually has facial expressions and hair. Nova is nothing if not amazed. "Logan! How many times have I told you to stay put?"
She's completely white, with a white dress. Her eyebrows are thankfully not real, but painted on in a bright pink. Every accented part of her is bright pink. She places her hands on her hips and glares at him.
Logan looks apologetic. "Sorry, Sexy."
"Sexy?" Nova blurts.
The robot shakes her head. "I am the last functioning member of Section C, so . . . Sec-C."
Nova laughs. "This place ain't so bad after all. So . . . Logan mentioned food?"
Sec-C frowns at Logan. She shakes her head in a defeated manner. "Come. I guess it won't make much difference if we feed you or not. It's not like he ever leaves his damned room."
Nova and I share a glance, and I know she's thinking about the asshole.
"What's his name?" Nova asks as we walk.
"We don't know," Logan says, "We weren't programmed with that information."
Sec-C glances back and nods. "He's right, but from his beastly appearance, Logan's been calling him the Beast. It's catching on slowly."
I glance at Logan. "How'd you get your name?"
A wide smile appears on the LCD screen. "I am a Logistic Anomaly."
Sec-C smiles. "He was the first droid built. He's got quite a bit of flaws, but he's perfect to all of us."
Logan seems to beam at her comment. "Sec-C doesn't usually compliment people."
Nova engages in a conversation with Sec-C so I hang back with Logan. "Wait until you meet the chef," he tells me. "He doesn't really have guests to cook for, you know. He might go a bit overboard. He's programmed with the name Cordon Bleu, you know, like the highest ranked chef, but we just called him Bleu."
