"Jerry Davis - Strong Metallic Arm" - читать интересную книгу автора (Davis Jerry)

"All diagnostics this unit check OK," the technician
answered in machine language. It was speaking robot to robot, not
robot to human. For a moment Erin found this amusing, but her
chuckle reflex was interpreted as a sick jerking back-and-forth
motion by the robot body. It sobered her instantly. TIM had told
her this was going to be unpleasant, and though she'd believed him
she was only now realizing how bad it would be.
The warehouse walls around her were impossibly tall, the


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ceiling looked kilometers high. Her new robotic body was only a
meter tall, and her vision was wide-angled, taking in 210 degrees
at a time. It made her feel tiny as a bug.
Testing her reflexes, Erin activated her ambulator and
cruised off through the warehouse, avoiding the offices and
heading toward the transport bay. She was having a terrible urge
to breathe, it was like she'd been unconsciously holding her
breath and now she had to take one, and her mouth and nose were
sewn shut. There was no way to satisfy the breathing urge. To
distract herself, she signaled through her network and contacted
her satellite. "TIM, how are you holding out?"

master computer. At this point I have been able to detect every
attempt it has made and cut it off.>
Erin passed several rows of naked bodies, Macho Max and Sexy
Susan sexual surrogates. She paused, eyeing the weird wide angle
view of a Macho Max half unpacked from its foam lined crate. It
looked like her husband. "Do you think you can continue blocking
the attempts?" she asked TIM.
every attempt. Under the circumstances, it would be advisable not
to contact me until the hostile is under control. If the hostile
breaks through and answers your call, you will be discovered.>
"That's true."

"Hurt the hostile. Kill it if you can."

Erin cut the connection and continued on her way toward the
transport bay. She opened a channel to the office mainframe and
ordered a transport be rerouted to her mansion. She wanted to take
a flier but air traffic arriving at her mansion drew too much
attention. The mainframe acknowledged the request and she logged
off.
Erin still felt the need to take a breath, but there was
nothing she could do. Her mouth felt dry, and she wanted to
salivate and swallow. Nothing on the robot body could accommodate
her.

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