"Sounds like a pn for the future since I don't know anything about making guns, I know how to maintain them but I doly have the stuff for that o the moment." I said with a shrug.

  "Theres a box in that et there, help yourself." the old man said pointing at a wooden et o the firepce.

  I stood up and walked over to it and ope up. There like he said was a metal box that looked like the sort of thing shoes would e in.-

  I grabbed it and walked back to the chair and got to work taking my gun apart so I could , polish, oil and perfeneral maintenan the parts. her or the old man said a word as I did but merely watched even as the butler Baldriurned with the tea and a cartridge looking thing that he gave to the old man. Once I was satisfied with my maintenance I put all the tools back where I got them and began reassembling my gun.

  "Passable skill at maintenance, a few mistakes but it's clear that they were from inexperiehe old man ented gruffly but I just shrugged.

  I never cimed to be an expert at it or anything like that just that I knew how to do it. It art of the training that came with learning to use a gun but I didn't like using guns oh so I never went beyond the basiaintehe old man didn't say anything after that but took out a strange regur device with a rge slot at the top that he popped the cartridge into and to my surprise a blue s got projected from the devi front of his face.

  "Hey what's that thing?" I asked Cy curiously.

  "Echo 1 unit, standardized method of unication in the six gaxies. Used to store information and access the personal ste deck modules too." Cy expined calmly.

  "Ste deck modules?" I asked fused.

  "Keeps slippin my mind you don't know this stuff already. I told you about how the fast travel units digitized stuff right? Well this uses the same tech but to store items in a sort of personal digital backpack like that bag of yours though without size limits, like this." he expined before reag into the breast area of his duster and pulling out a whole ass assault rifle that he then put back.

  "How did you take that out without taking out the Echo first?" I asked infinitely curious about such useful tech.

  "You only o take out the unit itself when doing mass iory, more thaem type deal. Not an egghead but I believe it was something to do with brainwaves, like mind reading but more vague." Cy said holy.

  It was at this point that the blue s in front of the old man vanished and he looked at me.

  "Story checks out, been cases like yours in the past but usually attached to experiments on the mind, sorry boy but it looks like them memories are gone food." he said with what I only describe as pity.

  I shrugged "Not knowing on stuff is bugging me a bit but otherwise I'm no different than anyone else as far as I see, at least up top here." I said tapping my forehead.

  "Well said, don't you worry boy I'll get an education drilled into you before this is all over." the old man said seriously and I nodded.

  "In that case I suppose I have something to e about, well two things actually. The first is that I actually know what this alien thing does, it's a house." I said holy as I took out my house.

  "A house? Whatcha mean?" Cy asked fused and the old man was not much different.

  "It'd be easier to show rather than expin." I said as I stood up and pressed the button on the sphere.

  Immediately it stu mid air even as I let go of it and began to twist and unfurl to form that oh so familiar bck metallic archway with the button at the top and portal glowing in the ter.

  "Sweet mary! It's a vault!" the old man excimed in shock.

  "I suppose there ARE simirities what with the portal and all. But if you'll follow me I'll expin what I mean by it being a house." I said calmly.

  "Boy why in damnation would I ever get anywhere hat traption!?" The old man demanded with a ed look at the portal.

  "Trust is earned, you give it and you'll get it. I believe you said earlier." I said with a grin.

  "Cheeky brat! Usin my own words against me like that. Fine! Ain't nobody gonna say Montgomery Jakobs didn't live by his words!" the old man said fiercely and I chuckled before leisurely strolling into the portal.

  A few moments ter the old man and Cy stumbled into the entry way with cautious looks.

  "Wele to my home on the road, kinda barren at the moment I know but I pn to fix that over time." I said with my arms stretched widely in a dramatic fashion.

  "Kinda underwhelming ain't it?" ded up asking with a funny expression.

  "You say that now but you'll be singing auer the tour. First up is the standard living amenities. Got this nifty thihat every twenty four hours create any type and portion of food you imagihen theres the bathrooms and showers with running water of any temperature you imagine all perfectly and pure." I said showing them around proudly.

  "How'd you figure out what this stuff did if you just got it today?" Cy asked fused.

  "Ah well when I first got this pce it was in the ball form you saw before. It sort of bound itself to me after that and the pce kinda gave me it's own form of a tour though not as easy to uand mind you. Still the vague uanding of how everything worked was more than enough for me thly figure out the rest." I expined holy.

  "Take it that means you won't be selling the pce then?" the old man asked and I hough he didn't seem to find my answer ued.

  I moved on after that and showed them the empty rooms and expihe ones with stuff in them.

  "This rooms got the alien stuff in it including the vault key, That room has my biological treasures in it though so far just whats left of the vault monster and the head of a cool bug I found and liked. And this room here has all the guns I got from the chests in the vault." I said proudly showing of my stuff.

  "Not a whole helluva lot is it? I thought the vaults were chock full of treasure what with the one on Promethea giving Ats such a boost." Cy said looking disappointed.

  "You're missiruth even though it's starin you in the face, this pce IS the treasure in the vault. Them guns were a bonus most like." the old man said and I was surprised he figured it out so easily.

  "He's right you know, I'm definitely not the most well knowledgeable on this stuff but this pce is a wonder worth killing to defend or take. Rich as I don't question he is I doubt even the old man here could part with enough moo equal the worth of this pce." I said seriously and to my surprise the old man nodded in agreement.

  I moved the tour on after that and showed them the flora and fauna rooms which the old man was especially ied in.

  "Some pnts practically need a deal with the devil to grow with hoicky they are in requirements but if you easily replicate those ditions here I might just pay you to grow me some." the old man said seriously when I asked about his i in the flrowing and study room.

  The fauna room was likeo the universes most eborate zoo and I couldn't uhat and now it was stuck with me. The crafting room oherhand made the old man mad with jealousy. Not that that was surprising sidering what the creator thing was able to do. The old man ft out said that he'd pay me a fortune just to see Jakobs ons made by the thing.

  "A rather odd request but it shouldn't be too hard to do if you get me the materials and a blueprint." I said holy after he asked.

  "It's not about the damn on boy, it's the manufacturing process! Our maes are precise but they still make mistakes, a cra the metal, a slightly tilted bore. But if this thing just shit out a finished product with no fws at all we learly which parts we o improve to increase the quality of future ons across the board! It's a gods damn goldmine for quality and prototype testing!" the old man said more excited than I even thought possible.

  I thought about it for a moment and couldn't really say that he was wrong. If my creator thing did in fact make perfect versions of each gun manufactured by the Jakobs pany any ges in the guns could be spotted and removed from sales increasing the overall quality of the ons sold. In addition to that if I created experimental ons they could in theory test them and make ges to the blueprint which would in turn be added to the iteration without actually having to make a new mae for just the prototype.-

  "I only use it once every four hours so I'll charge by the gun made if that's fih you." I said with a shrug.

  "By the gun!? You tryin to give me a raw deal boy!? Every ten guns sounds more like it." The old man said with clearly false e.

  "Fis haggle then, two!"

  "Eight!"

  "Three!"

  "Five and that's the lowest I'll go!" the old man said firmly.

  I grihough "Four and a bottle of the best gut rot I think up." I said and the man blinked before barking out a ugh.

  "Alright boy you've got a deal, lets see what a brat like you e up with." he said holding his hand out for a shake that I returned.

  "And that leaves us with the sed to st and the final rooms though the former I just expin. It's a training simution room to practibat, pn to abuse the hell outta it for the year to sharpen my skills before I go to wherever it is I'm supposed to go at that time." I said holy.

  "What do you mean go somewhere? How do you know you are supposed to go somewhere?" Cy asked fused.

  "I don't fug know. I just know that in a year I will be going somewhere that I 't remember the name of and doing something that I alsot. This amnesia is really such a pain." I said a little frustrated.

  "And if you were ta miss this "trip" of yours?" the old man asked sternly.

  I shrugged "Nothing good probably, I don't pn to fuck around and find out though so ohat date hit's I'm going to be looking for whatever is supposed to get me there, assuming the room doesn't already serve that fun." I said seriously before showing them the final room, the teleporter room.

  "Pandora!?" the old man excimed in shock after seeing the p set as the only destination of the house.

  "So that's where I'm supposed to go, the moment you said that name I knew instantly that was where I am supposed to be in a year. Creepy how this pce already has it marked for teleportation." I said now having a o go with that vague dire of where I'm going.

  'That being must have either left that coordinate knowing I'd get this pce or left this pce just so I get to that coordinate, not sure which.' I thought with a twity eyebrow.