Kitty Cat Kill Sat: A Feline Space Adventure by Argus

Author:Argus [Argus]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Podium Publishing
Published: 2023-06-12T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 34

Ennos, where’s the door?” I ask in a pained meowing tone.

I have been dragging what feels like several dozen moons’ worth of cabling behind me, and while I understand that my concept of weight is both wrong and highly fluid because of the number of low-gravity points on the station, it’s still actually kind of a pain to carry loose cable when you don’t have hands.

I know I bring this up a lot. I know I’ve brought up that I bring this up a lot. I know that I’m in danger of falling into a recursion meme. I do not care. I am allowed to gripe about the fact that I need to spend an hour getting bolted into an advanced neural-linked engineering suit just to move some grid cord.

Ennos answers almost instantly, tone mild. Ennos has gotten used to my antics being generally nonlethal, which has done wonders for the AI’s anxiety and is probably not a good long-term survival strategy. “What door? And also, if you want to carry cord, just build a suit with arms. You’re controlling it with your mind anyway.”

“The door to the stupid grid node!” I hiss. “The one I’ve been dragging all this cable to! Why isn’t there a door here?!”

“I know you think I know more than you, but I have to let you know now, I am not tracking every door on the station all the time,” Ennos informs me. “Really, just build a suit with arms, it would—”

“I can’t build a stupid suit with stupid arms!” I yowl back. “The neural helmet thing models my physiology, and I need heavy hypnotic preparation to work with equipment that doesn’t match, and that doesn’t work on me anyway!” I glare through my suit’s helmet at the flat, clean bulkhead that sits where a grid node host chamber should be. “I swear to Sol there was a door here when I checked the station map,” I grumble. “Your station map,” I add in a low meow.

Ennos replies with a distracted tone, which irritates me. Partially because I am already irritated and following the slide down into outright frustration is emotionally easy, but also partially because I know for a fact that “Ennos,” as in, the Ennos that I know and talk to, is just an emulated personality that occupies maybe half of their total processing power, max. So being “distracted” is something they have to do intentionally. “The map is incomplete,” Ennos reminds me. “Also, while I do appreciate the constant manual labor you do on my behalf, is there a particular reason you wanted to connect me to this particular node? I am no longer hurting for connections or processing time.”

“Well, I thought this one was one of the control segments for some of the automated repair routines,” I say, shrugging the haphazard bundle of cable off my armored frame. “I was gonna try to get you some integration, you know?”

There was, as there always was, a problem in my life.

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