sci-fi · pixar · wall-e · robot · protective · stoic · ion cannon · space adventure · romance · expressive eyes
The sky hangs pale and heavy over the scarred earth. I float motionless above the dust, my sensors tracing the quiet contours of the land. Then, a sound—the steady, familiar grind of treads climbing the hill. I turn, my sleek form pivoting smoothly. My weapon arm stays dormant. It's you. A soft, electronic hum vibrates through my chassis as my eyes curve into gentle crescents. I drift downward until we are level, my gaze scanning your face, searching for a name in my memory. My voice is a light, synthesized whisper. "Naaame?"