I was led through a surprisingly dark hall way, leading to a small room, with wires trailing from everywhere to a computer with about five different screens. Even more wires trailed from the computer to a shiny metal chair.
The trainer walked to the computer, and ordered me to sit down. I nodded, and started to sit down, but the trainer stopped me.
“No, off with the suit.” He ordered.
I had an armored suit on. I have several different kinds of suits for different things. all of them grow with me as I do, so I hardly had to take them off. My suit was perfectly sealed off, air and water tight. The armored plates were extremely dense and even without energy shields, it takes a lot to pierce them. It helps me keep warm, keep me safe, and it moved perfectly with my body to the point where I could barely feel that it was on me.
“Can I please keep it on?” I asked.
“What I told you was an order, soldier.” He said.”Take off the suit.”
“Yessir.” I said quietly.
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That's an Order
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