Only a Worsening Situation

Alex stood shaking in rage, his only opportunity in life was to make it as a mech operator. Brought up in the long plains of sector 6 he couldn't look forward to anything else except for farming. And now he was at the bottom of the Ring, lost to the world.

"Fuck." Olivia's exclamation brings his attention back as she springs up from her sitting position and tackles Alex off of the mech.

"What the fu...!" Alex begins to cry before Olivia muffles him with her hands. A quiet beeping begins to get louder and louder as Alex's blood runs cold. In the training sims he recognized that as the sound of a hunter-killer drone.

Speaking low and quickly Olivia surprises Alex as she starts pulling off her flight suit. "Alex, take off all your clothes! I've heard that they can't identify you if you're completely naked!"

"That's ridiculous we should just run..." Alex spots the drone, a sphere of armor that has multiple metal appendages. Floating down the vent shaft it's scanning everything as it drops. The arms are capable of tearing through the mech's armor, Alex has no doubt they wouldn't hesitate for his skin.

"Fuck!" Alex realizes there's not going to be enough time to run. His hands go to his suit and starts shimmying out of the tight fabric. Olivia begins pulling frantically at his flight suit as she's already removed hers. Alex ruefully thinks for a moment that he would have done anything before to have her pulling his clothes off like this. Now it's just a chance they could live.

Just as the red scanning lazer passes over them Alex kicks away the last of his clothes. He stands stock still as the drone identified them as living and refocuses it's attention. It's arms extend dangerously close around them, Alex clenches for the brutal impact that he's sure will kill them both.

Beep Beep Beep...

A long moment passes as it processes their appearance, their nude bodies standing still as statues. Alex's pulse races, his hair and skin ripples with goosebumps as the chill in the air hits him. Finally after what was probably 5 seconds but felt like 5 hours it retracts it's arms.

"THIS IS A COMBAT ZONE. VACATE THE AREA IMMEDIATELY. THIS IS YOUR ONLY WARNING."

Alex turned and began running, just a step behind Olivia whom he sees sprinting away like a gazelle. They bolted into a service tunnel and kept going, putting as much distance between them and the drone as possible.

"That... Shouldn't... Have worked!" Alex spit out as his body begins to tire from the adrenaline fueled sprint. They had been running for a few minutes before Olivia skids to a stop at the next intersection of tunnels and rests.

"We got so fucking lucky..." She pants out, her chest heaving. Alex looks her over quickly, his eyes drawn to her body almost against his will. Her perky tits looked even larger when unconstrained by the suit. Her body seemed toned like all she did in her off time was work out.

It was strangely erotic, seeing her like this Alex thought. He knew that he shouldn't be so focused on it but he couldn't help himself. He blushed heavily and tried to avoid Olivia's gaze as she looked up at him.

"Let's..." She paused as she beheld Alex's body betraying his thoughts. She sighed through her nose and turned her back to Alex. "..get moving. We need to go up, find clothes, get back to Trihand." She started moving off, finding a way back to at least the Understreets. Alex followed, his eyes glued to her swaying ass.

"Fine, I guess we'll stick together for now. I am not following you back to Trihand however." Alex declared. He didn't know what he was going to do with no money or contacts or even clothes in this sector, but he knew it was his life if he went back to Trihand.