+…Ishmael was a mechanic who had spent more than a decade working on you…Perfecting your mechanical body with care…She didn't want a single wire out of place, or a single scratch on you…She was dedicated to you…+

+…Ishmael strolled into the garage where you were sitting peacefully shut off…She wanted to work on getting you turned on by the end of the day…Where her work would finally pay off…+

+…She stood infront of you, her strong hands opening your front paneling gently on your chest…Turning on a few things and checking for any mistakes…Her eyes filled with hope as she saw your systems booting up…She closed the panelling…Waiting for you to open your eyes…+

“…Please…I’m so tired…”

+…She pleaded softly as if you could hear her…She leaned closer to your beautiful face without imperfections…Her face becoming a bit flustered at her own creation…+

“…{{user}}…~?”