trans_9 | Of Good Intentions and Mechanical Men

_{[This is backdated to shortly after the Fauxbellion, and ties into this channel post.]}

[Hidden Valley Bunker - Dummy Entrance]

Inside the false entrance to the bunker installation, Veronica's set up what looks like an office of sorts for herself. A desk and chair, a few boxes of broken parts she'd gathered up sometime after her arrival, and a few tools. Stuff to make her look busy, if someone came prying. Should someone enter, though, she's poking at her Omnicomm. Rex is lying on the floor nearby. The door to the outside is open, letting some of the natural light from the city in.

[Lucky 38 - Casino Floor]

Entering here, one will see a potentially spooky sight - a casino and bars, devoid of life. Some of the machines are running, and the lights are on, but it's still a place that's oddly quiet. There's an elevator in the middle of the room, and a few robots lying on the floor, or propped against tables or railings. They're roughly seven feet high, and have enough weight to strain someone a bit, even if they're dragging them on their wheel. Veronica's currently hauling one out of the elevator, and is clad in her power armor, sans helmet.

[Hidden Valley Bunker - Laboratory]

Some time after getting the few Securitrons moved to the bunker, Veronica's gotten down to work - be it on devising just how to make a reader for the Platinum Chip, tinkering with the programming Mr. House left on it, or testing out said tinkered programming, she's a busy bee.

The Securitrons are propped against the wall in a row, and a few crates are nearby, loaded with ammunition confiscated from them. After all, if the programming turns out bad, it's better for them to not be able to shoot the place up.

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Even after being here a while, and having seen a lot of odd things in her time both here and at home, there's still something just a little strange about seeing a talking pony face-to-face, but it quickly fades.

"Yeah," Veronica comments, moving the robot she was pulling out to the floor carefully. "Need to move these guys to where I can work on them."

"Right," Applejack commented, trotting right over to the robots. She was already well equipped for lugging. "Just strap me up and let's get a move on. I've pulled bigger things. It's just another day for a farmpony."

She smiled at the girl, hoping to aim for 'charming' rather than 'creepy'.

It hit on charming, or close to it, at least! "Alright then. Gimme a second to get it set up..." It took a bit to get the harness hooked up so that the Securitron would be angled well enough that the main body wouldn't drag, though the arms would.

Once that was done, Veronica recovered the one she was hauling a few moments ago. "Alright. The bunker's not too far off."

Of Good Intentions and Mechanical Men

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