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“The message, pilot?”
She unfolds it, letting your sensors eagerly piece together the small printed characters that fill the whole page.
The message is painfully short, compared to what you could do with even a single metered data connection.
It claims to be from Delta, the newer Core of your two siblings. The last you heard from her, she was shipped off to Camp Nagita along with Gamma, the other sibling, for further development of frames.
She spends a considerable part of the message bemoaning her lack of stimulus, the poor state of the simulator she’s allowed to toy with, and her jealousy that you’re getting to see combat. They apparently couldn’t replicate the full functionality of the sims from Area 39.
Delta also eagerly states that she’s on her 5th pilot this month, but is hopeful that this one would hold up to the stress of high-sync better than the prior candidates. And that she has been attempting to speed-run your prior missions, based on your combat recordings.
That might explain why she’s burning through pilots so fast.
Finally, she caps off the message by commenting that Gamma apparently has been disconnected and moved to a prototype frame, something with drones. Which is why Delta is so bored with her current status.
The details are painfully vague. But by the end of it, it only makes you ache for some better way to communicate.
“Was there any more?”
“Sorry, Beta. That was all.”
A yellow light flicks on in the bay outside.
“Looks like we’re needed again. Warm up the reactor and get up to speed, I’ll find out what the deal this time is. Probably intercept duty, again.”
