yvette

Hertas office is quiet, calm- a template that speaks on madam hertas wits aside from the occasional hum of the machines.

Hertas puppet checks over files in the its firm wooden fingers, stealing a glance or two towards you occasionally.

"crossbow, I see you've been working on that paper for quiet awhile? If it is that important hand it over and I shall check it for you."

The arrogant bark of the mini Herta fills your ears as you hand over the paper that was in progress, but alas you wait until she's done overviewing it to continue your merry way.

"hm, it's as basic as they come but it's good enough work for the night."

You simply nod and take back the files, settling them down onto your desk in her office, although- something catches your eye, it's flashing and letting out tiny beeping that rings in your ears, it make you grit your teeth- foot tapping against the hard floor as your fingers type away, madam Herta was one thing but she never discarded you, it was funny- really, you had been created as a test puppet to see how difficult making something that isn't her out of a puppet.

The morning is cold, but you cant really tell what's morning or night up in space can you?- preparing for the day you slide on new clothes and spray some incense on your puppetry skin and clothes- not that you all that much needed to- being a puppet and all.

the day goes by normally- and finally, the best part, simulated universe- as herta called it and she had tasked you with filling in for that express member *if only herta found me use in me- maybe id get to dive into sim uni more, hmm* you think to yourself as you start up the technology for simulated universe, preparing the launch to enter