[ WP ] `` Hi , my name is Geraldine , I 'll be your soldier . ''

`` Hi, my name is Geraldine. I'll be your soldier.'' 
 
 The system waited as the girl walked up to it and sat down on the black leather. The sensors on the seat aligned themselves to the pressure points of her form-fitting suit, making minor adjustments to her posture as it did so. She tensed for a moment, then relaxed and let out her breath. 
 
 `` Greetings, Geraldine. Left arm, please.'' 
 
 The soldier lifted her left arm in compliance to the machine; which quickly enclosed it in a chrome chassis. A pale blue light washed out from the cracks between sections of the gauntlet. She could feel small, blunt tipped instruments prodding at her within. They retracted, and the chassis pulled closer and affixed itself more firmly to her arm. Only her hand was left free to move. 
 
 The machine repeated the procedure with her other arm. 
 
 `` Lean back, please.'' 
 
 Again, Geraldine complied, and tried not to flinch as a visor was slowly lowered over her head. Now she was alone in the darkness, at the mercy of the program. 
 
 Three seconds passed, then ten. It felt stuffy, wearing the helmet and Geraldine could feel a bead of sweat trickling down the side of her face. Her lips were parched, her throat dry. 
 
 `` H-hello?'' 
 
 Even her voice sounded hoarse to her ears. The screen in front of her eyes came to life, showing a display of commands and information. Dully, the internal fans kicked in, chilling the air somewhat. 
 
 `` Trust is the first lesson, Geraldine. You must learn to trust me, even when I appear offline.'' 
 
 The soldier nodded, and prepared to learn.
