RETALI8ION: The Cobalt Code by Amber Neko Meador Read Free Book Online

Just below her short skirt, she also had a shiny new cybernetic leg from the thigh down on the right.  She didn't seem to be hiding any of it.  Instead, she seemed to own it quite well.
    “If you needed help, big boy, you should have just asked,” Amina said as she crossed her arms and leaned to one side on her hips.
    “Well, I'm askin' now aren't I?” Grendal replied, throwing his hands in the air.  “This suit of yours is just not responding right.”
    “Alright, alright.  Keep your nasty pants on,” Amina said as she started walking towards the crate and Grendal.  She noticed that Regina was looking her way.  “Hey, girly.  You feeling better now?”
    “Yeah.  I'm feeling a lot better now,” Regina replied, as she moved to a sitting position.
    “Good.  We're just about done here,” Amina said, pointing towards a hallway.
    Regina looked off towards the hallway, but in her current position she couldn't see much.  Just rows and rows of the rusty seaweed-colored support beams that ran the length of the warehouse they'd arrived at a few hours ago.
    “So what did you drop?” Amina asked, as she neared Grendal.
    “Don't tell Art, but I dropped Galatea.” Grendal replied.
    Amina let out a slightly diabolical laugh.  “Oh... Yeah, he might lose a processor over that.”
    “Galatea?” Regina asked, as she quickly stood.
    “Yep.  Art said we'd need her to do a lot of the back end when we get started here in a few ticks,” Grendal replied.
    “Well, even though the case looks cracked a bit, I doubt anything inside is broken.  It looks like a pretty heavy duty case,” Amina said, inspecting the inside of the crate.
    “Let's get her hooked up then.  That's the only way we'll know for sure,” Regina said as she started towards the other two.
    “You sure you don't wanna rest up a bit more, kiddo?” Grendal asked.
    “No.  I regret napping as long as I did.  If I get off my ass, this gets done faster.  And the faster this is done, the faster we can tear that asshole down from his perch,” Regina said with renewed determination as she wiped some sleep from her eyes.
    “That's the essence!” Grendal exclaimed as he started walking towards the armored suit.
    Amina reached out and caught his arm.  She then looked him square in the eyes when he looked at her curiously.  “I'll pilot it this time.”
    “Well alright then,” Grendal replied with a cocky smirk.
    Amina stepped up into the belly of the suit and grabbed the control sticks with her hands, and slid her feet into the control boots.  A few seconds later, the armored suit whirred to life, and she maneuvered its hands carefully around the crate, giving extra care on the side that had been broken open, and lifted it up.  “Alright boys and girls, let's go.”
    Regina and Grendal waited a few moments as Amina took her first few steps in the moss-colored suit, and then started walking along behind her as she entered the hallway.
    “Hey, Gren, where is Thomas at?”  Regina asked as they entered the hallway behind Amina.
    “TC said he was hungry, or something of that kind, and he headed off right after he watched you fell asleep in there,” Grendal replied with a shrug.  “I'd figure he'll be back soon.”
    “Oh, okay.  That's fine.  He must be feeling better then,” Regina replied.
    “That's good to hear.  He did look a bit on the peckish side when I first saw him.  I didn't want to say that he looked tired or weak.  I thought maybe he was just getting old, and I didn't want to speak out of my turn if that was the case,” Grendal said, sounding somewhat relieved.
    “Well, he did pull me up the side of a building last night, so I'm actually relieved to know he's feeling well enough to go out and hunt something up,” Regina replied.
    “Thomas pulled you up the side of a building?!” Amina said alarmingly.  “Well, that at least explains the dried blood on his paw.  Girl, I used to think you were a little crazy, but now I