Sighing heavily at your companion, you ask how the heck she managed to get from Lowee to here if she can't handle a few hours march. She stumbles over her words as she tries to come up with a reasonable response. Firstly, she rode most of the way. Buses, carriages... Secondly, she didn't have the briefcase when she left Lowee, and third, you've got a really fast pace... It's hard to keep up!
Rolling your eyes at her, you ask if she'll be able to go again after a short rest, and she nods, telling you she needs at least a few minutes off her feet. Reclining in the grass, she stretches herself out and basks in the sun, and you give her five minutes to rest up.
After exactly five minutes, you tell her it's time to get up and go. She whines pathetically, groaning out that she still isn't ready, and you just sigh a little, telling her you don't have the time to waste. You need to get going if you want to make Lastation by evening. Grabbing her arm, you try to pull her to her feet, but she grabs ahold of the briefcase, and you suddenly can't lift her.
Letting go, you let her flop back to the ground, and out of options, ask if carrying her would be acceptable.
She nods. It'd be nice, but uh... No offense, you don't look that strong.
Taking a single step forward, you throw out a hand and pose. "ACCESS! PROCESSOR UNIT, SET!"
And in a brilliant flash of white and silver light, you activate your HDD, and take on your powerful CPU form. Silver steampipe-like wings bloom from your back, hissing lightly with the movement of your enourmous gauntlets. Your entire body looks like a wierdly-shaped steampunk robot, designed to break heavy rocks and knock down walls. But this is your true form. "Processor unit installed! All systems are ready!"
Cepta tilts her head up and stares, her eyes wide with amazement at the sudden transformation. She slowly picks herself up off the ground, not taking her eyes off of you as you hover towards her, flexing your joints a little. She stutters a little before finally blurting out "YOU'RE A CPU!?"
Behind your visor, you just nod and float over, grabbing her by the shoulders. She quickly clambers into your arms as you begin to climb, straightening out and taking off towards the Lastation border. You craddle her as she settles into your strong grasp, and you smile as she tries to think of something to say. She had no clue you were a frigging goddess, although, materializing in the gloves was probably a good clue... She smiles, too, just happy to actually know a CPU.
After just a few short hours of flying, you're within sight of the Lastation border. Due to the power of the CPUs, the contaminates from Lastation's factories don't cross into the green pastures of Leanbox, leaving a sharp, stark border between the two countries. Green, sun-lit fields on one side, machinery and cloudy, grey skies on the other. And of course, border security on both sides.
The question is how to approach this... With the recent changes, the resident goddess might not like you just barging in to her country.
A) Set down, go in as tourists. B) Fly over the border. C) Make yourself known, first. D) Just try to find the CPU as quickly as possible.