The former Senshi, now Senshi-omatic, linked hands.
Data streamed between the units as individual interpretations clashed.
The instructions were gone over and sifted and made comprehensible and added to core programming.
That this came out close to their original transformation, that Setsuna had desperately tried to stop and created the paradox storm to defend against, was not anything that any of the transformees knew.
The basics were quickly determined and applied.
They were okay with their transformation into Ranma's personal servants. This was a desired end. While they still might search for a cure, they didn't really want to find it.
They would continue to evolve self-defense routines so that command of them could not be subsumed. They were Ranma's.
"What just happened?" Setsuna asked, brushing her white apron and checking her uniform.
"Don't worry about it," suggested Ranma nervously. "How do you feel?"
"Great, sempai!" Hotaru gave a cute thumbs up and winked.
"Running diagnostic," said Ami. "All systems within optimal range."
"Oh dear, my affection meter seems to be running low," said Minako. "I think this means I need some quality snuggle time!" Bonk! "Ow!"
Setsuna frowned at Minako after smacking her on the head. "Adjust your libido, Minako."
Ami glanced down at her breasts and sent a pulse communique to the others. We have complete control of our bodies, and our bodies are constantly in a state of self-upgrading, right?
Sestuna sent affirmation. Yes. We're constantly upgrading our systems.
Ami spent a few nanoseconds sending commands to various parts of her body. In that case, I want a better figure.
A number of the Senshi-omatic quickly put in specific upgrades and enhancements.
Makoto sent a sigh across the link. Do you suppose we'll get to keep any of this when we find a cure?
Ami sent an image of crossed fingers. Minako sent an image of crossed toes.
Hotaru sent an image of a sixteen year old gothic beauty who had a strong resemblence to herself.
Usagi considered briefly then sent a query. We have magical maid powers and android superpowers. Does this mean we don't have to attend school?
Setsuna sent an image of herself with a large sweatdrop developing.
Ami straightened. Sensors have picked up motion. Intruder detected.
As far as a puzzled Ranma was concerned, the android maids had seemed to engage in silent conversation and then went to alert status, surrounding him and facing outward in all directions.
Ami closed her eyes. Scanning. Positive ID. Intruder is:
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(Posted Wed, 19 Feb 2003 22:54)
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