“Months?” he choked. He felt ignorant at this point. “I see. I never thought it was such a difficult task for at least someone to notify me. I’d like to know what’s going on within the Company, so I can work efficiently, knowing where all the chess pieces reside.”
The salesman ran his hands through his bangs, slightly ticked off. “Let’s see,” he sighed. “Let me get everything together first. One moment, please,” he asked, turning back to his computer to close off certain windows. Two icons that represented ringing phones were animating on one page, representing two incoming calls from customers, but he felt this was more important than selling a couple of Waddle Dees to bumbling buffoons.
Customer Service left one page open, with a list of Demon Beast names and weaponry. He added a new entry, one titled “Lor” into the system. It appeared as if he were treating the Lor as another product, but he never entered a price, nor made it publicly accessible. “Alright,” he answered, adjusting his shades and turning back to face the android. “If you’re at my service, then I’d like to know what you can do, so I can properly assign you the correct task. Nightmare may have given you instructions in the past, but he doesn’t know every specific detail about what we do here.”
The insinuation that he was nothing but a chess piece did not bother the corrupt android. In fact, inside he felt a certain bliss for being part of a larger entity again under someone else’s control. He had not had that in millenia. He had craved it all this time, and now this force that have possessed him gave him what he had wanted. He did not understand why his former self did not willingly submit to this place sooner.
The chess piece bowed his head when asked to wait, then watched as Customer Service added his given name to the list. It was official now, apparently. He belonged here.
“>I WAS UNDER THE IMPRESSION THAT NIGHTMARE WOULD HAVE BEEN THE LEADER OF ALL THINGS IN THIS PLACE, BUT IF YOU ARE AWARE OF MORE THAN HE, SO BE IT. I AM DESIGNED FOR RAPID TRANSIT ACROSS SPACE AND DIMENSIONS VIA THE POWER TO FORM PERSONAL WORMHOLES. THIS CAN BE APPLIED IN AN EXPLORATORY PURPOSE, OR FOR WAR. I HAVE EXPERIENCE WITH BOTH.” He drew the six oars that hung down his back outward a bit and shook them, for they were one of his weapons.
“>BOTH THIS FORM YOU SEE BEFORE YOU AND MY ORIGINAL DESIGN, A STARSHIP, ARE CAPABLE OF GREAT POWER, INCLUDING SHIELD FORMATION, PRECISION LONG AND SHORT RANGE MAGICAL COMBAT AND FEATS OF STRENGTH AS MUCH AS MY MECHANISM WILL ALLOW. HOWEVER, MY GREATEST STRENGTH IN COMPARISON TO THE OTHER CREATIONS FORMED BY MY CREATORS IS MY SPEED. I AM MUCH FASTER THAN A GALACTIC NOVA UNIT, AND I AM NOT SO SMALL AND EASILY MISPLACED AS A STAR ROD.”
He now bowed at the waist again after giving that rather self-praising speech. He simply saw it all as fact. “>ANYTHING FROM TACTICAL ASSAULT UPON ENEMY PLANETS TO SUBDUING INDIVIDUAL ENEMIES ARE MY FORTE. I AM PREPARED FOR ANY ASSIGNMENT YOU GIVE TO ME, EVEN IF IT IS TO TRANSPORT YOUR WARRIORS TO A PLANET FOR A SUDDEN ASSAULT.” The strange thing was that there was almost a desperation in his tone that came out in the form of a subtle whine. “>THE ONLY THING I ASK IS THAT YOU DO NOT MAKE ME WAIT AGAIN FOR ORDERS, OR I WILL NEED TO REST.”