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Authors: Leif Sterling
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with his eyes to a woman. “Sky, look at that hybrid. Both of her legs are droid tech.”
Skylar turned to look in Roland’s direction. “Whoa! Usually people cover up their robotic implants out in public.”
Their line moved and Roland was able to take a step forward. “Yeah, but I bet here it’s like a status symbol or something.”
Skylar kept watching the woman. The hybrid’s legs gleamed a metallic silver. “Bet you’re right. I also bet she’s fast.”
Roland pulled a bottle of water from his backpack and offered one to Skylar. “Seems like I was reading that hybrids cannot be more than sixty percent droid tech or something like that. They have to have a certain amount of human tissue left.”
Skylar sipped her water. “Yeah, that’s right. Ol’ silver legs over there has got to be at least forty percent droid, if not more.”
Roland chugged his whole water bottle. “That’s a lot. I wonder what happened to her, that she lost both legs?”
Skylar turned back towards Roland. “If they can find a corporate sponsor, many of them will have their limbs replaced.”
Roland raised an eyebrow. “So they get perfectly good arms and legs removed, and then the company installs their tech in place of it?”
Skylar put the cap back on her water. “Yep, that’s right.”
“So what happens to their good limbs? Do they donate them or something?”
“That or sell them. I’ve read about people with low budgets that want to get into the Tech Games who sell their arms or legs to offset the costs of getting the new hardware.”
Roland shook his head. “That’s hard to wrap my head around.”
A small team of six dressed in light blue lined up behind Skylar and Roland. The contestant for the light blue team was standing at the front of his group. He had no robotic implants and his chiseled features and muscular build suggested he was a digital.
The light blue contestant half smiled. “A hundred million dollar prize will make people do crazy things.” The contestant shook Roland’s hand. “I’m Enrique. This line looks stupid long, so I must be in the right place.”
Roland gave an upwards nod. “Hey, I’m Roland. We haven’t moved since we got here.”
Enrique crossed his arms. “You competed before?”
“Nope,” Roland said. “This is my first time. How about you?”
Enrique held up two fingers. “Twice. Last year and the year before.”
Roland gave a slight nod. “How did you do?”
“I was number 26 two years ago.”
Skylar snapped her fingers. “I remember you. You made it to the semi-finals last year.”
Enrique turned towards her. “Yep. That’s right. I made it to number 9. Are you his NAV?”
Skylar nodded. “Yeah, I’m his navigator and tech support.”
Enrique turned back to Roland. “Where’s your coach?”
Roland’s brow furrowed. “Coach? I don’t have one.”
Enrique pointed his thumb behind him. “I got three and a NAV and a tech on my team. My advice, get a coach. You are going to need one.” Enrique then turned his attention to some paperwork that another team member handed him.
Roland turned to Skylar and lowered his voice. “A coach? Oh well, we aren’t here to win.” He shrugged his shoulders. “We just need to be in long enough to get the information we need.”
Skylar nodded. “I agree, but a coach might be able to get you the time you need.”
Roland sighed.
Skylar pointed up towards the front. “Hey look, a bunch more Pinnacle employees are coming to help with registrations. That’s good news. Hopefully, we’ll start moving.”
Roland watched as twenty more employees started calling up the next teams. “Great, c’mon people. Let’s go.”
Skylar’s eyes got big. “Roland, look at the team coming in the main entry in the black uniforms!”
Roland turned towards the back. “Wow, they must have at least thirty people. Do you think that’s all for one contestant?”
Skylar motioned to one man that stood head and shoulders
Skylar turned to look in Roland’s direction. “Whoa! Usually people cover up their robotic implants out in public.”
Their line moved and Roland was able to take a step forward. “Yeah, but I bet here it’s like a status symbol or something.”
Skylar kept watching the woman. The hybrid’s legs gleamed a metallic silver. “Bet you’re right. I also bet she’s fast.”
Roland pulled a bottle of water from his backpack and offered one to Skylar. “Seems like I was reading that hybrids cannot be more than sixty percent droid tech or something like that. They have to have a certain amount of human tissue left.”
Skylar sipped her water. “Yeah, that’s right. Ol’ silver legs over there has got to be at least forty percent droid, if not more.”
Roland chugged his whole water bottle. “That’s a lot. I wonder what happened to her, that she lost both legs?”
Skylar turned back towards Roland. “If they can find a corporate sponsor, many of them will have their limbs replaced.”
Roland raised an eyebrow. “So they get perfectly good arms and legs removed, and then the company installs their tech in place of it?”
Skylar put the cap back on her water. “Yep, that’s right.”
“So what happens to their good limbs? Do they donate them or something?”
“That or sell them. I’ve read about people with low budgets that want to get into the Tech Games who sell their arms or legs to offset the costs of getting the new hardware.”
Roland shook his head. “That’s hard to wrap my head around.”
A small team of six dressed in light blue lined up behind Skylar and Roland. The contestant for the light blue team was standing at the front of his group. He had no robotic implants and his chiseled features and muscular build suggested he was a digital.
The light blue contestant half smiled. “A hundred million dollar prize will make people do crazy things.” The contestant shook Roland’s hand. “I’m Enrique. This line looks stupid long, so I must be in the right place.”
Roland gave an upwards nod. “Hey, I’m Roland. We haven’t moved since we got here.”
Enrique crossed his arms. “You competed before?”
“Nope,” Roland said. “This is my first time. How about you?”
Enrique held up two fingers. “Twice. Last year and the year before.”
Roland gave a slight nod. “How did you do?”
“I was number 26 two years ago.”
Skylar snapped her fingers. “I remember you. You made it to the semi-finals last year.”
Enrique turned towards her. “Yep. That’s right. I made it to number 9. Are you his NAV?”
Skylar nodded. “Yeah, I’m his navigator and tech support.”
Enrique turned back to Roland. “Where’s your coach?”
Roland’s brow furrowed. “Coach? I don’t have one.”
Enrique pointed his thumb behind him. “I got three and a NAV and a tech on my team. My advice, get a coach. You are going to need one.” Enrique then turned his attention to some paperwork that another team member handed him.
Roland turned to Skylar and lowered his voice. “A coach? Oh well, we aren’t here to win.” He shrugged his shoulders. “We just need to be in long enough to get the information we need.”
Skylar nodded. “I agree, but a coach might be able to get you the time you need.”
Roland sighed.
Skylar pointed up towards the front. “Hey look, a bunch more Pinnacle employees are coming to help with registrations. That’s good news. Hopefully, we’ll start moving.”
Roland watched as twenty more employees started calling up the next teams. “Great, c’mon people. Let’s go.”
Skylar’s eyes got big. “Roland, look at the team coming in the main entry in the black uniforms!”
Roland turned towards the back. “Wow, they must have at least thirty people. Do you think that’s all for one contestant?”
Skylar motioned to one man that stood head and shoulders
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