The next step.

Allison was cleaning out her mouth in her quarters when a blinking symbol appeared in the corner of her vision. She glanced at it and a text box opened before her eyes:

Remember to turn your quest items in to the ship's briefing room to complete quests and receive new instructions.

She took a deep breath and tried to push the memory of her body locking up out of her mind. They had to move the game forward or they'd never escape. Her hand shook with fear as she reached for her jumpsuit but her cock was already hard again.

A text box opened up on the big screen when the three of them gathered in the briefing room:

Mission Complete!

New Achievements: Check Personal Armory For Reward

Julian squinted, "Personal Armory?"

"Your closet."

"Really?!"

"Apparently we got an achievement for completing that mission. Hey Ali, how much you wanna bet that it's for doing it with no gear or weapons?"

Julian sulked while Allison grinned as the text faded and the voice of the ship spoke up, "Please place the recovered data in the analyzer."

Allison pulled the chip from her pocket and placed it in the indicated port. The computer made a 'please wait' noise then spoke up again, "It appears that Dr. Pimpbad is no longer on the planet below but has gone in pursuit of Dr. Perceval Nisenvi, one of his former mentors turned crime boss of the Pink Devils. His notes appear quite vengeful, he writes that he intends to kill Dr. P. Nisenvi when he finds him. What is so funny?"

Allison looked up from her fit of giggling at 'Dr. P. Nisenvi' with surprise, "You're aware of us? I thought you were just a voice recording."

The computer sounded vaguely annoyed, "I am the ships artificial intelligence, I am not a series of preprogrammed responses."

Allison cleared her throat, "Um... ok. Could we see the available data on the drive?"

"Data not available." The ship sounded snippy.

"But you just-?"

"Data not available. Would you like to proceed in your 'rescue' of Dr. Pimpad?" Allison ground her teeth, disbelieving that she was getting sassed by a computer.

"Yes please, thank you ma'am." Allison glared at Julian, who shrugged back.

"At once sergeant Bigstones, setting course for Pandemonium station. Would you like guidance with how to use your personal armory?"

"Boy would I!"

"Please follow the blinking lights."

Julian happily trailed after the blinking LED path on the floor, leaving Allison fuming as the data drive refused to eject, "What a bitch!"

"She can probably still hear you..." Cindi eyed the ship nervously, "Did she say we were going after the 'Pink Devils'?"

"Fuckin' sweet! Just like Cod!"

Back in his room, Julian had just learned how to access his personal armory. By beating the first level with only improvised weapons he'd unlocked a new skin for his avatar called 'youth'. It made him clean shaven and less grizzled. Still not his normal body but hey, he'd take it. He flipped between them in front of the mirror excitedly, "old man... young man! Ooooold man... young man! Hey, uh... computer?"

"You may call me Eve."

"Eve, that's a nice name. How do I get more of these achievements? Is there a list somewhere?"

"There is not, achievements often correlate to especially heroic or difficult actions and are intended as a undefined secondary objective."

"Aw..."

"...though if a mission appears likely to have an achievement associated with it I can inform you."

"Yay!"

He was genuinely trying to be nice to the A.I., since nothing good ever came from not being nice to it, but this was starting to pay some real dividends.