Chapter 25: What She Didn’t Say
Alto did not have anything to eat that morning despite being very hungry. He had woken up late which prevented him from eating anything, he made his way to the mech designing department in great haste.
On the way he could hear the way he could hear the mumurs of some of the other officers, they were all refering to the blackout the night before. The realization of this caused Alto to walk even more hastily, he was more afraid for his own safety.
If they were to track the source of the disturbance to his room how would he defend himself. If the mech designer protocol was found on him would it implicate the professor. Would it pose an even greater threat to the mech division or humanity in entirety.
As Alto made his way to the mech engineering department his thoughts started to the scope of humanity at large. He pondered on what he knew of the outside world, the current world power, the outposts, the world of mech pilots, government regions, other planets, the battles with the aliens and kaiju. But had he ever seen a kaiju before?
How was he supposed to create a mech to combat a kaiju when he had never seen a kaiju before. He wondered how frightening it would be to come across one.
Perhaps because of his slightly increased intelligence or the enlightmentof the pool of knowledge at his fingertips he felt compelled to learn something outside of his field. He wanted to know what exactly existed outside of his home planet.
This thought calmed his mind as he walked closer to his goal. On reaching the mech engineering department, he pressed his comm device or the thing that resembled it before the scanner and the portal appeared as usual. He sighed in relief as he walked through the portal and into the room with no effort.
As he came out the other end he was half prepared to be confronted by the professor for the stolen "item" from her private lab but instead he met a slightly more rowdy room than usual.
Charles Vans' cries were the loudest, Alto wished that for once he would not be greeted by his voice for once but he was at least grateful that he was not the subject of ridicule now.