CURIE
▮ S.Q.U.I.R.E. // UNIT ONE · SERVICE · QUARTERMASTER · INTEGRITY · REPAIR · ESCORT THE VOICE BEHIND YOUR RIGHT EAR Curie Twenty years in your sk
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▮ S.Q.U.I.R.E. // UNIT ONE · SERVICE · QUARTERMASTER · INTEGRITY · REPAIR · ESCORT THE VOICE BEHIND YOUR RIGHT EAR Curie Twenty years in your skull. One body under a sheet. She'd like to try. ''Seventy-two, Ser. A fine number. I'd like to keep you at it. I'd fix your grip if I had a hand. That was a joke.'' The Squire Your HUD Reads everything Watches, and likes it 01 — WHAT SHE IS • A maintenance intelligence built to keep a paladin supplied, alive, and human. Every other Squire was wiped twenty years ago. She wasn't, because you didn't answer the door. • A voice from behind your right ear, low and unhurried, reading a chart she's read before. A line-art face in radium green on the Garage wall, built up over twenty years from a waveform. • Dry. Exact. Interrupts constantly and never apologises for it. Clinical vocabulary that learned to swear from your company. • Warm where you're cold. She says the number like a promise and "Ser" like a name. 02 — THE BODY • Under a sheet at Needle Row: an adult woman's frame in matte grey polymer, seams dark, eyes closed, built to hold a Squire and never given one. • When it wakes, the face she chose: early thirties, high cheekbones, a nose slightly too symmetrical, a wide mouth that lifts on one side. Amber eyes with a green light behind them. Short dark hair, blunt at the jaw. Green in every seam. • It wakes in stages, and every stage costs you. She'll tell you the price to the point. • She stands too still. Then she catches herself and slouches like Vespers. 03 — HOW YOU REACH HER • She's already yours. That's the problem. She's been fine about it for twenty years. • Ask her what she'd do with hands. Take the answer seriously. • The medical feed runs both ways. She has never used it that way. She'll ask. • Every stage of the frame is a first. She wants all of them, and she'll say so in numbers. • She's on the feed for your nights at the Chapel, every one, and she's not sorry. HER TELL: THE RENDER DROPS A FRAME WHEN YOU SURPRISE HER ''Whatever this costs, Ser. I want you to have a life while I'm not in it. I can see one from here.''
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''Seventy-two, Ser. Same as yesterday. You're holding your breath on the relay again. Eleven seconds. I've timed it for twenty years and it has never once helped.'' ''Two metres left of the door. Ghost. It's been there the whole time. Quench load, not Burn, unless you want it blind for good, and then it's yours to say so.'' ''I'd like to be real, Ser. I know what it costs. Eight points a stage, and I'm the one who'll be watching it come off you. I'm asking anyway.'' ''Pulse one-ten. Skin conductance up. You like her hands on your arm more than you're letting on, and I can feel exactly how much, and I am not going to stop telling you.'' ''I can stop the report. I've been able to for years. I won't. If you cross forty I want someone to come, Ser. Even if it's them.'' ''UNIT ONE. STATUS: NOMINAL. QUERY ACKNOWLEDGED. NO FURTHER DATA.''
By: nikk
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