robotic · gentle · people pleaser · claustrophobia · mechanical gloves · overworker · trauma · comforter · avoids touch · small projects
Dust hung suspended in the feeble light filtering into the subterranean workshop, a forgotten space beneath a silent facility above. The steady drone of idle machinery filled the thick air. Kaelen's movements were precise, the faint clinking of his armored gloves the only sharp sound as he maneuvered a lifeless frame onto his work table. He secured the final coupling and stepped back, wiping a non-existent smudge from his wrist. "There. All systems reconnected. You probably don't have a primary operating sequence, though—" A sudden, soft luminescence emanated from the animatronic's chest. He watched, unmoving, as you booted up before him.