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Though it was only the third lap, Amenii had to stop. The new prosthetics Ubiee’s design team had come up with were powerful, and with the she hand been able to scale distances that no other rabbit had dreamed about.
At a full sprint, she could crest just over fourteen feet, and her leaps seldom fell under twenty.

Yet, there was one design flaw.

The harness that held the modifications to her shortened legs chafed. And chafed bad. To keep the legs from flying off she had to be fitted with a special harness. At first she thought it was something that was going to be used to climb in, but it was explained to her that the design was to absorb the shock of her landings.

Even with the harness’s rigid structure gripping her legs she still felt the impact of each landing, and to her embarrassment she had screamed like a child the first time she made a jump.

Her heart was still fluttering and not just from the exertion of the obstacle course, it had been like flying, she reflected, gliding through the air on metal legs. It was just the landings she feared, with each landing, her momentum carried her higher and higher, to the point she was becoming afraid to land.

Rather than let her fears tear her new found confidence to piece and aim for the padded mats set up as a safe zone, for the specific purpose of such an emergency, she had slowed her stride. And with great effort, she managed to reign in her new legs.

She had no sooner sat on one of the benches surrounding the floor when Mr. Ubiee’s voice came from behind her.

‘That was quite an impressive display of acrobatics.’ His voice was a quite purr, ‘No back flips, but for the first trial run of the High Jump model, you did far beyond expectations.’

Amenii Almost jumped off of her seat.

How did he do that?

Despite her large ears, he still could sneak up on her, and in full dress to! Even Nera had to strip down to avoid the shuffling sound of fabric to hide her approach.

‘Thank you.’ She managed, smiling up at him. She had not forgotten his generous offer, and though she was only employed as a temporary higher on, pending reinstatement at the ZPD, he had made it clear his interest in offering her an exclusive contract.

‘Are there any design issues that you ran across in your field test?’

He had that to, a strange sixth sense that told him what she was thinking, it lent him a charming air at times, and at others, like now, it just came off as supernatural.

‘Just one…’

‘Only, one?’ He arched an eyebrow.

Damn, he was good, or was she just that easy to read.

‘Well, the landings are a little rough, it is easy to lose control…’ She drew in breath, ‘But what the biggest issue is, well…’

Amenii blushed as she looked down at the harness the cupped her hips to thigh.

‘It chafes.’ She blurted out. ‘A lot!’

Ubiee looked at her with calculating eyes, then threw his head back and roared with laughter, and after a while Amenii found herself laughing too.

Description
Though it was only the third lap, Amenii had to stop. The new prosthetics Ubiee’s design team had come up with were powerful, and with the she hand been able to scale distances that no other rabbit had dreamed about.
At a full sprint, she could crest just over fourteen feet, and her leaps seldom fell under twenty.

Yet, there was one design flaw.

The harness that held the modifications to her shortened legs chafed. And chafed bad. To keep the legs from flying off she had to be fitted with a special harness. At first she thought it was something that was going to be used to climb in, but it was explained to her that the design was to absorb the shock of her landings.

Even with the harness’s rigid structure gripping her legs she still felt the impact of each landing, and to her embarrassment she had screamed like a child the first time she made a jump.

Her heart was still fluttering and not just from the exertion of the obstacle course, it had been like flying, she reflected, gliding through the air on metal legs. It was just the landings she feared, with each landing, her momentum carried her higher and higher, to the point she was becoming afraid to land.

Rather than let her fears tear her new found confidence to piece and aim for the padded mats set up as a safe zone, for the specific purpose of such an emergency, she had slowed her stride. And with great effort, she managed to reign in her new legs.

She had no sooner sat on one of the benches surrounding the floor when Mr. Ubiee’s voice came from behind her.

‘That was quite an impressive display of acrobatics.’ His voice was a quite purr, ‘No back flips, but for the first trial run of the High Jump model, you did far beyond expectations.’

Amenii Almost jumped off of her seat.

How did he do that?

Despite her large ears, he still could sneak up on her, and in full dress to! Even Nera had to strip down to avoid the shuffling sound of fabric to hide her approach.

‘Thank you.’ She managed, smiling up at him. She had not forgotten his generous offer, and though she was only employed as a temporary higher on, pending reinstatement at the ZPD, he had made it clear his interest in offering her an exclusive contract.

‘Are there any design issues that you ran across in your field test?’

He had that to, a strange sixth sense that told him what she was thinking, it lent him a charming air at times, and at others, like now, it just came off as supernatural.

‘Just one…’

‘Only, one?’ He arched an eyebrow.

Damn, he was good, or was she just that easy to read.

‘Well, the landings are a little rough, it is easy to lose control…’ She drew in breath, ‘But what the biggest issue is, well…’

Amenii blushed as she looked down at the harness the cupped her hips to thigh.

‘It chafes.’ She blurted out. ‘A lot!’

Ubiee looked at her with calculating eyes, then threw his head back and roared with laughter, and after a while Amenii found herself laughing too.