Chapter 26: 0025 2780-Space City Iron Lake (044165)-Fall (3)

Patrice first skill that she learned when she started taking the adaptation drug at thirteen was to skip pebbles on the ground, she got really good at it too, as she could knock over a civilian off his feet with a throw.

It wasn't really all about strength, because she had to hit them with her great precision at the right moment to make them trip. But she got so good at it no one could survive her. Then she threw a pebble one day at a squinty-eyed soldier.

He stepped over the pebble, looked like he was about to trip, then the pebble broke underneath him and scattered into dust. It wasn't that the soldier was much heavier than the other people. It's just that he could channel more strength than the other people into his feet.

Patrice threw a pebble right at the guys head.

P.O.V Patrice's Mind

I'm (Gonna) cash you out; it's a term people use when they're trying to pump up themselves, it basically tells people that you are willing to use all of your potentials, to knock someone out.

To cash out is too, empty your balances and bet all your life worth of cash, at the last moment, when you're sure you can win big. Cash out means getting your cash now.

Or making a person your bitch If you think about it violently. Cash Out Means I'm gonna knock you out with all I can be.

Unfortunately, whenever I throw my Fist, I can't control my cash, so I end up just pegging this guy with a pebble, I finally managed to knock this guy out, at the back of the group. A soldier would still be standing a bit confused, but a civilian would be out.

he wobbled on the road ahead of me, so I knew already he wasn't a soldier, soldiers operated Trenches all the time, this guy seemed new to it.

I couldn't reason with him even if he was a soldier or civilian so I just threw the rock and hoped it knocked him cold, in a little while I will move him into a light pole, so he thinks he ran into something.

Self-fulfilling projectivization, people are so like that, would it be so hard to come to the term that you just got knocked out, by a random cute chick?

I checked the lining of his pockets, and other things eww so gross, the man was an ancient, about 60 years old. About six inches taller than me.

Ruffle...

There got his paperwork, he's delivering some Pancakes, like what the hell; and they were the frozen kind...

I will be freezing my hide off in the Trenches if I choose to be here.

And there goes my biological advantage, I can hide my body reading easy in room temperature surrounding, but in cold temperatures even when you are dead, you are probably still warmer than the environment.

Narrator

A movable Trench is a four wheeled-mini vehicle that you carry on your back while relying on its anti-gravity to move yourself around.

While you're wearing it, you move like your taking a walk on the moon or an expansive bungee cord. It's a very expensive delivery vehicle, as when you reach the off-access zone, there are many places you couldn't take a full-sized vehicle through.

It looks like a human with a buggy sized trailer, on their back. They also disconnected the same. The buggies, as I will now call them can disconnect from your back, and enter separate elevators and things, there were also some other things, you needed a Buggy for, like floating through an Access Port.

An Access port is a like a Blood Vessel of the ship, in which you can fast travel to other places, in a prearranged Direction. In a buggy, you could carry several tons, if you could connect it to a certain mechanism you could carry even more.

From that mechanism, you can get pumped into the inner organs of the ship, but In this case, not very far in it, the level of Access Patrice needed to enter was only the flesh deep. The First off-Access layer of the ship.

The off-Access layers were the biggest portion of the ship that harbored Iron lake, Patrice felt she was going out of her league when she looked at it. This was a layer she had never entered before because even the buses that took you from station to station couldn't access it.

she didn't have much time, She couldn't find any other guy, she opened his buggy, and dived like a plane into it as it closed, she had no time, she would have to use some expensive makeup to camouflage the heat from her body.

The makeups name was Light green emerald sky; it was a makeup used by some people so they could walk around looking like elves. It was a beautiful green skin complexion that reminisces art, by the way, the elves are a humanoid alien species, from a planet like earth.

Some people say that planets that are like each other are siblings, and that is why the people on the planet's dream of one another.

When humans discovered the elves in their dream to strived to put them in their mythologies, they may have dreamt of these greenish skin elves, and altered on their skin tone to match porcelain. It is a very beautiful green color, and it looks a little like cream. But then the earth world corrupted the images to make it more relatable to the masses.

The elves are human ally's only partially more advanced than the humans, in a physical foundation and weaponry standpoint they aren't much further.

Patrice first covered her nose and mouth with a piece of paper; then she put some makeup over the paper to make it stick, that created a funnel for her to continue breathing and then she covered all over it with the emerald makeup, even over her clothes. It was a powdery makeup, but she didn't have to worry about it staining her dress, she had a cleaning solution specifically for that.

It got all over her, and the powder started hiding her reading, even temperature was captured inside under the tight bubble of makeup. You have to be careful with this makeup, without making a funnel you can't breathe out of it.

Patrice was suddenly green, guarded mostly from the elements by the dangerous makeup.

She looked like a beautiful elf with a face guard.

In the freezer she made in-between space in the boxes of pancakes, she huddled down into a cervix's, and waited till the operator woke up again. When you move a buggy, it may leave you impervious to gravity around some points, but some points were unprotected. Like a part of your neck from the front.

After he was knocked out, Patrice just climbed on top of him as he floated there, she positioned him near a branch then got around him, when she was near a tree.

Buggies were a vehicle that could be rented not bought, so it was expensive to use them, and only people who had permission too could be found using them.

She waited patiently inside for the man to awaken. It wouldn't be long before he got up and like she thought assumed he hit a branch with his neck.

Probably distracted by that cute girl that appeared close to him.

...Wait wasn't that cute girl pointing straight at him? She must have been warning him, how embarrassing.

Using his feet, he kicked off the tree and rejoined the main road for the buggies. He wondered how he could stray from the others; soon they would reach the Access Port.