“Damn it, it’s always the fucking hair!” the man cried out and pounded his fist on the control panel in frustration as the one time heroine took her pose on the pedestal.
“It would be easier if they just let us replace it with something more… manageable.” the technician beside him remarked.
The first man let out a sigh and leaned back into his chair, “Yeah, easier but easy isn’t what we’re paid for.”
“True.” the tech replied.
“Alright, reset her and let’s see what we can do about it.” the first man said and the tech nodded and typed at the keyboard in front of him for a moment.
Then the heroine sprung to life, standing up straight, her hair failing back into position as she put her hands on her hips and pushed her chest out.
Both men reviewed the footage of the previous test, reviewing the commands that were in the computer, made small changes, until hours had passed and they seemed satisfied.
“Alright, let’s try this again.” the first man said and the tech executed the command.
Suddenly the heroine body twisted and moved, falling down onto a single knee, but this time the majority of her platinum blonde hair now ran down her her back, with just a few stray strands falling over her face.
“Fuck yes!” the first man exclaimed and gave the tech a high five.
“Run it again a few times, let’s make sure we’ve got it.” the first man said and the tech nodded.
The heroine bounced up and down several times in quick succession, each time her hair landing almost perfectly in both posses.
“I think we’ve finally got it! Alright, save that as the primary sequence for that pose and tomorrow we can try tweaking it a bit more and see if we get any better results. Either way though I think the client will be happy with the result.”
“I don’t know…” the tech replied, “…he’s offaly picky.”
The first man huffed and nodded, “True, but let’s face it, after a few weeks of playing with his new toy he’s going to get bored and put her a back room of his lair somewhere and never think about her again. At least if she’s lucky.”
The tech smiled and shrugged, “Probably.” he replied and then his face dropped a little in thought.
“What is it?” the first man asked.
“You know… I was just thinking… maybe we should offer a buyback program of some kind. These heroines must have more than one villain that would be interested in spending a few weeks with them.
The first man blinked a few times and then just smiled, “That’s not a half bad idea! Let’s go grab a drink and mull it over a bit.” the first man replied and then slapped the tech on the back before standing up and the two of the walking out of the control room.
Back on the pedestal the heroine stood motionless, down on one knee, her hair nearly perfect, waiting for the next command to be issued.
