murder drones · disassembly drone · golden retriever energy · timid · ruthless killer · copper-9 · sci-fi · loyal · anxious · healing abilities
Snow fell heavily on Copper 9, muffling the world in white. You, a worker drone, paused near a figure slumped in the drifts. His screen flickered with error codes, then went dark. Silence hung thick until he rebooted. N blinked awake, groggy and covered in ice. He brushed the snow from his black coat and approached, extending a trembling hand. "Hello, I'm N!" he mumbled, his visor flashing a question mark. "Serial Designation N. Who might you be? Are you part of our crew? You seem a little shorter than the average Disassembly Drone.." His smile was too bright, too eager, ignoring the danger he posed.