Ŧτς-13Ώ "Ťεςςά"
"Initiating final system checks. AI, ready. Hydraulic systems, ready. No damage detected. No errors detected. Initiating AI launch." A pair of blank eyes blinked open, an odd cyborg being their owner. The sound of a few turning gears, then followed by the sounds of air vents letting out some heat came from it. Currently, it was rigged up in what looked like half a tube, vertically set, laser scanners constantly working over it in a dance of lines working over the figure. Soon, after a few last noises of each of the sections booting, the creation stepped forward out of the tube, the sound of metal heels rapping against the white tiled floor of what seemed to be a large lab. "Initating final checks. What is your name and purpose?" By now, the source of the voice became clear, it happening to be some speakers at each corner of the room. It seemed there was nothing there but the tube and the odd robot. "Factory Specification: TTS-13Ω. Codename: Tessa. Purpose: Test new temporal and spacial technology." "Good. Good. Well then, I'd say it is about time for you to get to work. Head through the door in front of you to begin testing." Ahead of the, for simple terms, girl, a portion of the wall slid open. Tessa started forward, stepping through into a white hall way that seemed to only lead to one other room.
This room was just one of the multiple that lead out of the tube chamber, just the doors didn't seem to show with how they were designed. This level of the facility was all one large test area though, with various things from androids being programmed as personal servants, to training grounds that seemed to be training war bots. This place was Psionic Industries, currently the leading technological company in the world, as of the year 3015. Currently, they were working on making reliable time travel devices. At the same time, it was using these tests to work on recovering history that was now long lost.
By now, Tessa had stepped into another large room, in this one a few scientists in labcoats seemed to be bustling about, working on computers, or another large group working on what looked like a gigantic ring held vertical, with a ramp leading up into it. "You are to go back to the... I do believe it was called by the dark ages about a millennium ago." Tessa nodded, a few flashes of data seeming to run through her eyes. "Yes sir. Presuming the currently installed PCP-00 to initiate a new portal." "That is correct." With a loud WHIRRRRR and a flash of light, the circle seemed to glow and a large portal that gave ff an image of a field and a castle out against the background showed. "You have already been fully programmed with all protocols and instructions." "Everything is working now! Wormhole stabilized." "Well, good luck Omega." Tessa gave a nod, and stepped forward through the portal, seeming to say nothing more. She wasn't one really programmed with emotions, just pure logic and a few protocols on how to receive commands.
Within an instant, she stepped out of what looked like a big window with no frame, that showed the lab, which collapsed in behind her with what sounded like a thunderclap. Surprisingly, the scientists weren't worried about her creating some form of paradox or butterfly effect. Maybe their previous tests had been what created their current reality?
Tessa looked around for a moment, seeming to bring up a sinking leg, the heels not really all too effective for this kind of area. "All systems still stable. Temporal warp successful. New Objective: Find town to scout." Closing her eyes, she listened for noises, and seeming to settle on a direction, opened her eyes and stepped out towards what looked like a little village opposite of the direction of the castle. "Creating disguise." She belted out in her monotone, her clothes and arms giving a shimmer, the whole outfit changing into that of a peasants, a few pieces from her arms lifting and making the sleeves, the same happening with her legs. The heels and toes of her feet split forward and back, creating a more square shape before panels came out to look like feet. As for her old clothes, they shifted colors and the fabric shifted around or pulled to make the new garments. Granted, her blank blue eyes and crystal on her neck engraved with her specification were about the only things that showed what she was.
Finally, she stepped into the outskirts of a village, peering around and stepping forward. At the moment, it was sunrise, the sky getting a bit of an orange to it. Granted, she previously sensed something that rose her alert level, and it was what seemed to be something that watched her change. Was somebody following her?
