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#5 of Change of Perspective

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As Kirisha was pulled by the red geth, her screams and shouts for help quickly wane as the view of her fallen comrades disappear as she is dragged away. Kirisha grunts as she kicks at the geth's hand. The smooth red head with glowing blue light in the center of its 'face' geth gives a quick glance over to her before tugging her across the ground by her leg. Two other geth surround her armed with their version of a pulse rifle. Kirisha tenses as she sees them, more so when she sees the silver one covered in the blue blood of Marruns.

Kirisha pants heavily, her heart races as she is dragged ever closer to the facility, her body tugged and pulled against the hard ground, the three make a series of clicks, crackles, and other systematic robotic noises.

"I wish I knew what they were saying... more so now, what are they going to do?" Kirisha thinks as she sees the approaching facility. Kirisha attempts to kick at the geth's hand with her free hand but only manages a single kick before the weapons of the other two take aim at her.

"Okay, okay, I won't kick your friend," Kirisha responds holding up her hands as the two keep their weapons trained on her, "They haven't killed me outright. There must be a reason. Help won't arrive for a day if any comes at all. If there is a way to stall, I must do it."

Kirisha watches as she is pulled past the large coned facility, glowing blue lines and white lights dot it, as a low hum of energy is heard emanating from the building. Thick cables move from there to the other large facility, "It appears to be a power facility, but why have it separate from the other when it's so close? These geth also appear to have some minor individualistic traits, but that could be just me, I'd need to see mo-- no, you need to find a way to stall. This is not a time to get awestruck," Kirisha thinks as she looks up at her captors.

"I didn't come here to fight you. I come in peace to learn. I bet you are interested in organics right? I have the same interest on all of you. There is much we could learn from each other," she says as she hears some chatter between the three geth just as they reach the front of the large facility in front of her. Off to the side a large Colossus walking around on its four legs. The machine causes a soft thump as its spiked legs dig into the ground with each and every step.

Two more geth guard the entrance of the large open-door facility. Her body feels the change from hard rock ground to smooth metal flooring. The geth feet are surprising quiet with only a soft tap like a feline's claws against a wood floor. Energy hums through the facility as she is pulled through a series of corridors before being pulled into a large cylindrical room and tossed into the center.

Kirisha grunts as she lands hard in the center, "You could be a little nicer about this, I am not made of hard metal like you," she remarks as she sits up looking at the three geth surrounding her, "None of you speak my tongue? No translator?" she inquires as they make their robotic noises like before.

"I don't understand," she responds as she watches the red geth raise his weapon up a few times as he makes a few more cracks and buzz noises. Kirisha watches confused for a moment before the geth turns to one of the others as the bloodied geth comes up to her and grabs her arm pulling her to her feet.

"This be much easier if you spoke a language I understood," Kirisha remarks as she stands straight looking at the slightly taller geth in their glowing flashlight heads, "Do you understand me? I'm sure you do. You're smart. I don't get why you can't just speak my tongue? We haven't figured out your language yet. You know if this was anything else I'd be super excited, I've always wanted to have a conversation with one of you. Look I am not here to fight but to learn... but I said that already haven't I? I'm talking too much aren't I? I talk a lot when nervous or scared or--," Kirisha rambles as the two other geth at her side grab her arms.

"Hey! Just like I said tell me what you want and we can come to some kind of agreement," she suggests as the red geth pulls out a knife. Kirisha's eyes lock onto the weapon as its brought closer to her body.

"Look, we can work something out? You've killed my comrades but I've done nothing to you," she quickly says as she tenses and looks away as the blade slices through the front of her outfit. Kirisha hears the tearing of fabric and rubber as the two other geth strip her outfit from her body revealing her naked green scales.

"There goes my stealth suit... not that its doing me much good when they are surrounding me," Kirisha thinks before she is released, the other geth stand back as Kirisha's arms try to hide her sudden shame, "I know you are machines and not interested in my naked form, so what is it that you want?" Kirisha says as she holds back a growl as machines above her start to hum and churn to life.

Kirisha jumps at the sudden noise as she lets out a little yelp. She looks up and sees a red light move down towards her body, she instinctively tries to take a step back as the three geth hold their weapons up at her.

"Alright, alright I'm not going to move," Kirisha says as she holds up her hands once again, she closes her eyes and tenses as the light goes over her form, up and down, side to side for several minutes before pulling up.

Kirisha slowly opens her eyes once it's over and sighs in relief, "That was it?" she asks as she thinks, "It must have been some kind of scan."

The geth don't give her any more time to think on what just transpired as they grab her and move her down another set of corridors and into a smooth metal prison with a bench built into the side and a red stream of light going through the back. As she enters another geth comes and latches around her neck. As she's forced deeper into the room she catches on the floor along the red line bondage harness seemingly designed just for her. As she's forced down to her knees toward the open clasps Kirisha manages to press a button on a small cylindrical device she's kept in her hands since before they stripped her clean, a second tracking-warning device.

"It can't hurt to have a second, let's just hope they don't see it," she thinks and just before her hands slip into to the metal bondage device she drops the tracker off to the side. Her eyes look around and the noise from the geth forcing her feet also into their holding pen has thankfully drown out the noise of the device. The cool metal wraps tightly around her feet and hands, locking into place, preventing her completely from moving. The red geth grabs her tail and forces it into a hole by her feet which auto grabs and locks her tail into place just as a red beam of energy locks her collar to the floor locking her completely in place, "You've thought of everything," she remarks as the red and bloodied geth don't even respond to her comment and leave, leaving one other geth to watch her as an electrified force field turns on forming a crisscross electric barrier.

"So... do you have a name?" Kirisha inquires as the geth doesn't respond, causing her to grunt and look off to the side as during this time the geth were having a conversation about Kirisha's fate.

"Based on the responses of the female organic she appears to be a scientist keen on studying our kind. Based on information we've gathered from the extranet has confirmed this observation. She's highly intelligent and be a perfect candidate for processing," reported the geth at the facility as the geth programs at the primary hub receive the information.

"Her biology is different than the others we've used the reprocessing on. It will take an estimated 15hrs 32minutes and 20 seconds to adjust the process. In that time other organics might disrupt the process and try to free the organic," states one set of geth programs within the hub.

"Her unique biology will improve the process, and if we consensus on processing her, what should we do? Her intelligence could make very large number of power geth programs, allowing us to get closer to individual consciousness."

"Another option is we could attempt our mobile hub, a command platform like our prime platforms but provide a network connection like our hub. Having multiple mobile hubs networked to us will provide faster communication and greater protection against destruction of our programs."

"In doing so her mind will need to be adapted to the platform which will also take time. We know organics are on the planet, but we do not know where or how many. We are risking our newly built facility by leaving a seemingly important organic there before we are ready to process. We did not calculate organics to be so close to this location, it is lightly defended and we do not have the resources to allocate further platforms there for another two cycles."

"All these points of view are valid, we will come to a consensus and relay orders back to the facility soon," state another set of geth programs as their debate as to what to do begins, and once again something that would take days, months or even years for organics to reach some kind of coherent agreement is done in a matter of a few hours. The geth at the facility are soon notified of the geth hub's consensus, to turn the organic into a mobile hub platform and to reprogram her mind understand her role and service to the geth.