3 Installation Done. (1/2)

System: Installation is done. Awakening User now. Disengaging adrenaline rush, suppressing sexual desires now. Linking consciousness together now. Cleaning residual brain damage.

”Ouch” I was able to get out as I fell on my butt.

”Are you ok”? Slip

”Yeah I am peachy, maybe I'm still a little too injured to be doing this. But damn do I want to.”

”Maybe so. There is always later. We Turians tend to get overly energized before a big mission and after.” Slip says to me reassuringly.

I look up to see her getting her clothes on.What a body on her. Streamlined no fat, Curves for days, those arms..so long.

System: Time slowing down. Final wakeup attempt. Note No.1 User is stubborn on sub level.

Bzzt Bzzt

”Ouch what the hell was that?What's this floating screen in front me? Why is my ass so cold?” I look down to see what's going on, and to my shock, these legs are not mine, this chest is not mine, nor are these hands, this definitely isn't my dick.

Gasp, feeling like a fish in open water. I couldn't get air inside.” What the hell is this?? Where am I?”

System: Hello User, Please direct yourself at your Status Page for your info. We will proceed afterward. And I will answer your question as I am able. Your Stats and points have all been spent to keep you alive. As compensation for your faulty connection new prizes are being assigned, they will be received upon my approval that you are stable and ready to proceed.

”What the flying pink elephant is happening.? Shit, I am losing it again. Wait a moment ... ..wasn't I just panicking recently?” I have got to stop panicking.

Images of zero's and one's start to flood my mind. A blurry vision of a woman, unbelievably pale with black hair was staring at me. Before that, I could remember ”Urghh” a tentacle down my throat. Couldn't help but grasp at my throat it was fine, not painful or sore. 'What the hell have I gotten myself into?'

System: Direct yourself to your status page, User you are wasting energy.

'Fine already!!' I look over to my Status Page. I could feel my mind taking the information in. It felt like a continuous feeling of panicky, but calm understanding. Such a weird feeling.

Status Page Name: Azul Sunstrider Class: Soldier Level: 3 AC: 18 Health: 42 Cantrips 2 Strength: 13 Constitution: 16 Dexterity: 16 Intelligence: 14 Wisdom: 11 Charisma: 14

Groups: Lady Maldova's Marauder's

Enemy Groups: Krogan War Band Terminus

Location: Ship BerthingTitle of Ship: The Last Stand

Spells: Adrenaline Rush, Biotic Shielding