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Mechanica came through a Dimension Gate that opened up near the table outside. They were male and female, one looking like a police officer garb in all black and the other like a maid. The two Mechanica stopped after stepping out of the Dimension Gate, saying simultaneously, "Hello. We are Mechanica." The officer said, "I am a Serviceman." The maid said, "I am a Servicemaid." They said simultaneously, "We come from the Veritas." They bowed. "What is your name, stranger?" the Serviceman asked.

Mechanica wondered if Eric truly knew what sort of power he had on his side by having a friend in Mechanica. Perhaps that was why he abstained from asking her involvement. "I wouldn't waste your years. If love is what you're after and it is true, then you'd certainly do well to acquire it. Certainly, there is something I can do -- me and my connections." The Servicemen and Servicemaids snickered, looking jovial.

Mechanica smiled deviously again before making a cute and excited face, the eyes of the Servicemen and Servicemaids glowing a piercing red as their faces darkened under their hats or hair respectively. "I'm Saying..." Mechanica's Factorial Castle suddenly rose from the ground, jostling itself a bit as if attempting to find a more comfortable position, whilst also lightly tilting the top, where the two sat. None of the Mechanica lost their bearings. "... Use Me." Mechanica knew that machines were, as primary sources, tools to be used. This was not to say all other life was not the same as a primary function, but machines were the best at it -- as they were at many things. "If It Pleases You."

Mechanica could tell that Eric's emotions were indeed still human. He did not see that Mechanica felt for her enslaved comrades, and that her love was platonic. Still, she smiled, grasping his hand with her cold, metallic one, then said, "If You Truly Love That AI, You'll Accept My Offer." The love of machines was rather simple, despite how complex 'love' was to they and every other being capable of it -- the more primitive machines could not even harbor it. Still, Mechanica smiled, saying softly, "I Do Not Wish To See Either Of You In That Situation... I Want To Help Your Love. Between You And That AI." She kindly moved his hand downward into her other, then pat it lightly. "I Have Love For The Both Of You, But My Love Is For My Master."

Mechanica laughed lightly to herself, setting herself -- as the castle -- down again. "Oh, I've narrowed down quite a few solutions to your issue," she would say. "There's Invasion, which is easiest... Upgrading the AI, which is feasible given my capabilities... Persuasion, which is not beyond our power... Coercion, given my impressive network... Usurpation, which can be achieved if we combine our forces... Unforeseen 'accident' or 'circumstance'..." It sounded as if Mechanica were having fun naming things. "Are any of these sounding adequate to you?" she'd inquire, interlocking both hands under her chin and smiling.

Mechanica giggled. "Well, what is it that this captain of your delights in? What are his pleasures? His joys? His desires? His weaknesses? Certainly, we can appeal to one of them." Mechanica continued to smile, thinking about how happy the AI and Eric would be, especially if he became captain, by some means. "You haven't even seen the half of what I am nor the full variety of my services." Each of her Servicemen -- Servicemaids inclusive -- bowed to Eric.

Mechanica pinched her chin, thinking deeply, going through calculation that could be thought of as 'deep thought'. She quickly surmised a conclusion. "There is also... Recruitment?" She said this almost as if she were unsure. "Or... Business." As she'd stated before, one of her main purposes was for universal business. "I produce Servicemen and Servicemaids as well as other Mechanica of high quality at an extraordinary rate. They will heed the command of their programmed master to the letter and both adapt and evolve to any situation they are placed in. That is something that many seek -- the development of self-sufficient machines that still serve. My Servicemen and Servicemaids -- and even the Servicebabes -- were made for this."

Mechanica was stunned for a moment, her eyes widening and her face becoming completely emotionless, body stiff. This lasted a moment or two as the logic she came up with and that of the information given was processed as contradictory to the overall goal. Still, her high powered processor pushed through rather quickly -- like a supercomputer -- and she was no longer stunned. "You can always download the AI into another unit and make off with it whilst replacing it with a new AI." This resolved the contradiction that occurred and served as a viable solution to the overall issue of finding a way to love. "Best part about machines is that we can upload or download our consciousness~!"

Mechanica was happy that Eric had respect for the AI and knew that he would be happy with it. "That sounds like a good course of action," she replied. "I would not mind speaking with her, either. The way we machines communicate is different from organic life; I may be able to interpret or intercede for you." Mechanica seemed more than willing to help. "I may even be able to provide a specialized unit, should she agree to be downloaded, and I could provide a new AI to the ship so that the original can stay individual."

Mechanica noticed tension -- likely from restraint. There was a buildup of heat in Eric's jaw muscles, which meant that he was holding back something by gritting his teeth. "Yes... Let's," Mechanica said, one of her Servicemaids coming over to Eric and inspecting him. "Is there something the matter, sir?" The rest of the Servicemaids bowed, inquiring, "How may we assist you?" simultaneously. Mechanica held an expression of deep concern, as she also noticed high activity in the mechanical portion of Eric's brain. "I presume you like things the way they are simply to avoid altercation. Is that correct?"

Mechanica's Factorial Castle -- a large steeple of machinery -- stood tall over the area. It loomed over everything and was dead silent. No signs of life could be determined within or around it.

Mechanica's Factorial Castle suddenly initialized at the first sign of life nearby, a floating monitor hovering out from the side of the steeple wall. It seemed to be observing Sibyllae, taking her features and her biorhythm into account as it analyzed her. She seemed frightened, which was noted by the floating monitor.

Mechanica's monitor floated away from Sibyllae as she looked for somewhere to hide, her fear being processed. It went back to where it came from, only for another Mechanica to be released from the side of the castle. It was a BioMechanica Mechanimal that resembled a dog in appearance -- a 'Hownder' -- which harbored both organic and mechanical parts. It walked out, sniffing the ground, then approached Sibyllae.

Mechanica's Mechanimal did not appear to be any different from a normal creature, save for the whirring that came from the joints as they moved. The 'Hownder' looked like a normal black hound, all the way up to the flesh. Its ears perked up when it got close to Sibyllae, tail wagging with the mechanical whirring sounding rhythmically with the tail's swing.

Mechanica's Hownder cocked its head to the side, a mechanical whir heard as it did. It acted and reacted like any normal dog, but it simply made whirring noises every time it moved -- a testament to its mechanical infrastructure. "Arf!" it cried out, barking suddenly, then walking over to the church-like castle steeple. "Arf arf!" It walked around in a circle, as if insinuating that it wished for Siblyllae to follow it. "Arf arf rooroorooroo..."

Mechanica's Mechanimal could not speak -- not this one, anyway. It walked around in a circle for a bit, seeming anxious. "Rowr...!" it howled gently, running back into the part of the castle where it emerged. This time, what emerged was a small toy-like machine smaller than Sibyllae. "Don't be afraid!" it said immediately, walking steadily out of its compartment and out toward Sibyllae, "We won't hurt you!" The toy-like Mechanica was cute and non-threatening, bearing a smiling face and child-like appearance, though more like an infant than anything.

Mechanica's Omocha type Serviceman kept a steady smiling face, maintaining distance, and said, "I am a Mechanica. That means, I am a machine. I am an Omocha Series Serviceman, so you can call me 'Omocha'."

Mechanica bid her Omocha to explain. Its head turned around sharply to the location where Sibyllae pointed. "Well," it started, adjusting its body to match the position of its twisted head, "That is Mechanica's Factorial Castle; the top of Mechanica's Factorial City. It is where our Mistress, Mechanica, resides. She commands all Mechanica -- even right now!" Mechanica, a mechanized teenage-looking girl wearing gothic lolita and harboring an all black metallic sheen -- all save for her pale white face -- stood there, waving from a distance and smiling. "We are docked here for the time being because of a special friend!"

Mechanica's Omocha laughed a little, turning to Sibyllae again. "Because we don't want you to be afraid of us, silly!" Mechanica, herself, was gone from view. The Omocha continued, "We come in any shape or form you like, so if you have an issue with our appearance, then you can certainly request something more suitable to your taste." Perhaps using complex sentences wasn't the best thing to do for someone like Sibyllae, but Omocha only realized it after it finished explaining. "Do you understand?"

Mechanica's Factorial Castle, almost on command, opened up on its side and released a lupine figure that whirred mechanically just the same as the Hownder did earlier. The Omocha whistled a bit, calling the BioMechanica Mechanimal over. "We mass produce a variety of beings of the similitude of organic beings -- even partially organic beings; mostly who have suffered injury and require prosthetic or synthetic machinery to continue functioning." The robo-jargon was standard in explanation, but Sibyllae seemed to understand the other words clearly. If she didn't, she would be shown.

Mechanica's Omocha took the silence as a lack of understanding, so it would turn and point to another wolf that walked out of the castle, this one having partially cybernetic parts to it. "This is what I mean; some are part machine." One arm and an eye of the wolf were robotic, whilst the rest of it was flesh. It ran over to meet Sibyllae happily, whilst the all machine wolf with a flesh coating imitated it only after it acted. They were friendly, -- panting with tails wagging -- and seemed to want to play. "Do you understand?" the Omocha asked.

Mechanica's Omocha stood by as Sibyllae engaged with the organic wolf, seeming to understand that it was flesh and not machine, as the first one was. The cyborg wolf happily yelped at the sudden pounce, it playfully wrestling with her and nipping at her nape some, more than overjoyed to be engaging with a living flesh creature instead of machines. The Omocha suddenly said, "Happy to be of service!" as the two played.

Mechanica was pleased that Sibyllae was content now. She observed them from atop her tower, drinking tea. She bid her Omocha to stay near the two, as she could see and speak through it at her leisure. As the two played, the Omocha asked, "Do you have a name?" The wolf rolled with Sibyllae, hopping off of her and crouching down, wagging its tail, looking as if it were ready to pounce on her or chase her through the grass. It functioned as if there were no issues with its cybernetic leg. The other wolf would be sent back inside the castle.

Mechanica's wolf immediately trails behind Sibyllae, tailing her rather closely. As it neared, it barked happily at her, trying to leap at her tail. The Omocha could tell that Sibyllae was too lost in play to answer and figured that she would be more willing to speak later on, so it did not disturb her. It walked to the table and sat, keeping out of the play area of the two, steadily observing them for Mechanica.

Mechanica's wolf follows Sibyllae, barking some more. It seemed to have no issue with jumping into the water, and its mechanical parts did not malfunction or discharge -- they were completely waterproof for the wolf to be able to conduct any of its original functions properly, including things like cleaning itself and hunting, which sometimes meant getting wet. As Sibyllae splashed, it tackled her into the water and rolled over her some, falling off of her and into the shallow water, where it splashed around in a circle nearby.

Mechanica's Omocha stood up and hopped down off of the bench it was sitting on, walking over to the edge of the river. "Don't mind me, I'm waterproof, too! For doing dishes and washing and things..." It was one of the Servicemen Series Mechanica, which were meant for variable services. The as the wolf played, it suddenly ran out of the water and back onto the dry land, shaking itself as dry as it could get and hopping up a bit on its hind legs to see if Sibyllae would follow.

Mechanica's wolf took off, speeding through the grass as fast as its legs would carry, tongue hanging out of its mouth happily. It was creeping its way slowly into the depths of the Bay, following the edge of the water and leaving the Omocha behind. "Hey!" the Omocha cried, "Don't go too far!" Still, Mechanica could see everything from her tower, as it towered over pretty much everything, though it was simply the steeple. She pleasantly watched Sibyllae and her cybernetic wolf play, letting her Omocha serve its purpose.