KIASM lecture hall Zeta - Honolulu - Hawaii
Jason gave a light frown as he realized his mistake, but it was too late for that. At least he wasn't going to be graded on it. Either way, he got it wrong, and that was all there was to it. As the other students gathered their things and began to leave, Jason did the same. Of course, while other people went out to eat lunch at the various restaurants and at the cafeteria, Jason would usually make his own lunch and go to the garage, where all the Arm Slaves were. Once there, he would work on his Arm Slave for a little bit, testing out new experimental functions and practicing before it was time to go to the next class. After Jason grabbed all of his things, he quickly walked out of the room and towards his destination.
Hangar - KIASM University - Hawaii | Noon
As Jason arrived within the hangar, he quickly walked over to where his Arm Slave was stored and looked up at the 35 foot behemoth. Standing before him was an Arm Slave that looked much different from all the other Arm Slaves. Instead of having a bulky exterior, this one had a more streamlined look. In fact, it looked like a large human covered in some kind of power armor. This was Jason's Arm Slave, PROMETHEUS. Built by Jason from the ground up, PROMETHEUS was the culmination of all Jason's knowledge on Arm Slaves and advanced Arm Slave design. It wasn't the fastest, the strongest, or even the toughest Arm Slave in the garage, but it was the most mobile, thanks to how it was created. After Jason arrived at his Arm Slave, he quickly unpacked his lunch and began to eat at a brisk pace. If Jason wanted to be able to adjust the calibration of the homing missiles in PROMETHEUS, then he would need the extra time.


