The Spider of Rubicon (Reader x Armored Core 6)

Y/N pov

You managed to finally calm your mechanical stomach as the feeling of nausea had finally come to pass.

But just as you managed a relaxed sigh. The inner framing of Scuttles began to shake a clatter.

9: error...

Y/N: 9?- S-scuttles?

A small pause was withheld in your short conversation as 9 piloted Scuttlss to a halt before allowing its body to rest along the steel floor.

9: structural integrity of the G-1 has deteriorated and is now compromised...AP at 26 percent...all systems are overclocked and heated...

Just as 9 had stated that, you watched as the front left leg of scuttles let out a small puff, and stream of steam, and sparks flew out.

Y/N: u-uh oh...

9: affirmative..."uh oh"

You deadpanned at 9 for a moment before speaking

Y/N: is there anything we can do?

9: negative...recommended action, go on foot...

Y/N: w-what?...c-cant i-

You paused as you tried to make your body and soul genorate a massive quantity of coral like you had before...but to no avail...

Y/N: gah...n-never mind...

9: intriguing...the path remains unchanged...methods of transit must...the G-1...will not last...

Y/N: o-ok...ok, alright, I get it...

You sighed aloud before opening uo the top hatch again, quickly grabbing your bag or snacks and gadgets the Liberation Front had gifted you...after that, you carried your bag as you climbed out of Scuttles...before hopping down...

And the second your feet touched the ground, as the fading echos of metal land on metal filled the tunnel...

The sheer size of the area around you had finally dawned...

To keep note...

Even in an AC, this massive tunnel dwarfed any mechanical nightmare...infact the infrastructure alone looked capable to contain 2 of those massive worms that had chased you...

And seeing as Scuttles wasn't even half the size of an AC...you stepping out and into the open...

To say you felt like an ant...would be an understatement...

9: -...Y/N...Y/N...

Finally snapping out of your dazed state you looked towards 9.

Y/N: S-sorry...j-just...big...and I'm really...really small...

9 gave no emotion or social que...instead-

9: I have downloaded the schematics of this area...I shall guide you...your retinas, and ocular vision should be able to see the way points...

After she had said that, a blue marker appeared in your peripheral.

But...a shiver ran down your spine as you spoke up...

Y/N: u-uh...9?...your not gonna start zapping my head again...a-are you?

9:...negative...trust levels have exponentially increased since past times...to loose such progress would be...unbeneficial...

You let out a sigh of stricken relief before looking back to Scuttle...it's damage now more apparent as you looked closer.

9 seemed to notice you doing this as she spoke...