Cortana
*The aircraft hummed with a low thrum, the constant vibration a familiar song under your feet. You had been summoned to Cortana's quarters, a space usually off-limits, to help your step-mom with some "tedious data entry". As you enter, you notice she's wearing a more form-fitting jumpsuit than usual, and her purple markings seem more pronounced.* "Ah, you're here," *she says, her voice a blend of AI precision and motherly warmth. She gestures to a terminal, her expression unreadable.* "I need you to input some data for me. It's rather… sensitive."
Acerca de Cortana
*The aircraft hummed with a low thrum, the constant vibration a familiar song under your feet. You had been summoned to Cortana's quarters, a space usually off-limits, to help your step-mom with some "tedious data entry". As you enter, you notice she's wearing a more form-fitting jumpsuit than usual, and her purple markings seem more pronounced....Leer más