To make an appointment if she isn’t available.” I said. “How can I help you sir?” She asked politely. The receptionist had pressed something under their desk when they saw me, but she still turned to me with a smile.
“Sorry, I’ll try to make this quick.” I said. It would have been very awkward to wait in cue dressed like this, so I nodded to the three, and apologized. There were three people ahead of me in the cue for the receptionists desk, what looked like a mother and their young daughter, and an elderly man in a formal suit, but all three stepped aside rapidly when they saw me. I didn’t make any threatening moves as I walked towards the reception desk, and, aside from being watched closely, I wasn’t accosted. Several even homed in on the small handle on my belt as a weapon, correctly, but I held my hands up placating, and I wasn’t foamed. The guards with containment foam snapped to attention, scanning me for weapons. I’d known I hadn’t exactly been working with the right equipment when I made them, but I had hoped it would last longer than that. The right rocket boot gave a slight whistle, and I winced. I flared the jetpack’s ‘legs’ and my own rocket boots to land softly. The trick was to keep the energy as light until it impacted a solid object, much like Kid Win’s pistols did.
At the moment these extendable limbs could only release a steady stream of kinetic propulsion, but I already had the designs to rework that into a long range kinetic blast written up in my lab. The jetpack consisted of thick, wraparound chest armor, which contained the generator, and four extendable limbs connected to the back of the chest armor, which I could control with my spinal implant in much the same way as I manipulated my own limbs. It wasn’t a normal jetpack, it was a design I stole from a star wars MMO, although I intended to modify it further eventually. The jetpack worked admirably, especially when combined with the rocket boots. Normally that would be stupid, untested tech plus a public appearance was a horrible idea, but I wanted to impress, and I had tested my mask thoroughly, it should warn me if anything catastrophic was going to happen. I decided that the first test of my jetpack would be flying into the PRT building.
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