An online comic about Ace. A young geek that's too nice for his own good. All he wants is a regular life and a regular girlfriend. But he knows that isn't going to happen. – CGI – Adult situations. Artistic nudity. Not suitable for children or Fundies.
Robot: You are looking better, My Lady. I'm sorry that I could not do more for you.
B'Van Si: You spent 8 years searching for me, you pulled my derelict module from Zero Space, and then you fed me and bathed me in in living blood to restore my body. Eight years is but a heartbeat, and I was barely aware the entire time. And I can hardly blame you that my wings, my beautiful wings, are beyond repair or replacement. Nor that I will never be what I once was without reverting to my original form first. And there is no time for that now. We may even be too late.
Robot: I have found allies among humans with The Divine Gift. Some may look upon mortal humans as just food, but all recognize the danger. They can employ influence more directly than the K'Sel ever could.
B'Van Si: That is good news. And how is it that the Orions aren't combing this solar system for you?
Robot: My body was on one of the decks that lost pressure. They assume it was lost in space. I was able to stay hidden and even access Unit Rusty's spare parts cache.
B'Van Si: Couldn't you have found a more intact head?
Robot: Intact was the problem. The others available had matrices that were at least verging on awakening when they were dismantled. The matrices in this one are dead.
Robot: No one in here to wake up and think she's running the show. Lights are on, but nobody's home.
B'Van Si: You always were the resourceful one, Albina.