Ramattra x reader wip that I've given up on, the thought process to sleep in the alley may seem strange but the reader has been drinking ^_^
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You're walking home after a night out, it's dark, quiet ; you'd be lying if you said you weren't at least a little uneasy. Your trepidation isn't helped by a loud crackling sound coming out of an alleyway to your left. You jump at the sudden sound with a small yelp.
Despite the strength of your fear, your curiosity ultimately wins the battle and you peer into the darkness, a faint red glow can be seen a little further in and -against your better judgment- you walk in.
An omnics body lays slumped against the wall, its head tilts just slightly upwards. The movement looks arduous and it can't hold it for long. You take a look around, your uncle has told you of omnics pretending to be in need of help just so others can jump out and ambush you during the war.
The omnic tries to speak, you get an idea of what it's voice sounds like but the voice box is so damaged that it just comes out in gargled cracks and pops. A voice in the back of your head is telling you that you could fix this omnic, you mostly work on cars and electronics but you know an omnic isn't too different...
omnics are dangerous, you've been told that all your life, seen it on the news and the papers but you've also watched first hand as omnics are torn apart in the streets, shot in the head by hidden snipers. You can't just leave it here, can you?
You step closer, it's dark but you can see well enough. Some limbs have been torn off, wires stick out of holes and spark occasionally, there's cracks in it's faceplate and the red lights on it's forehead flicker.
“Are… are you okay..?” You know the answer, of course you do, you're not stupid but you still feel the need to ask “No- of course not.” you answer your own question, mentally punching yourself for even asking.
Your eyes dart around the closed in space, you doubt anyone or anything is waiting for you in here but the thought can't leave your mind. You certainly weren't expecting to come across this, especially not tonight after going out partying with friends.
You consider just walking, leaving it here and letting it slowly lose whatever chance of life it has left. It's not like anyone would know, most people wouldn't even judge you but that rotten serpent called basic human decency has already wrapped itself around you and any attempt to escape would be futile. The guilt alone would probably kill you.
You take a deep breath. Just close your eyes for a moment or two and think this through. You have the means and capability to fix this, probably even restore it back to its original state, before it was just a hunk of sparking, gurgling metal.
“Ca-can you stand?” There's no reply, obviously, you weren't expecting one ; you assume it can still hear you though, it's been reacting to you even if only in small ways. After a few minutes of silence you begin to doubt yourself but the omnic begins trembling. It's body shakes as it slowly lifts itself up to stand, leant against the wall and hunched over it's almost a foot taller than you. At least you think so, it's dark and you're not the best at eyeballing height.
“Right- uhm…” the height and size is kind of intimidating “can you walk?”
One step forward and the omnic is toppling over, you yelp and try to step out of the way but you, unfortunately, ended up getting the short end of the stick when it came to fight or flight and you freeze like a deer in headlights. You hiss in pain when you're basically crushed between the machine and the wall.
“Guess not.” You groan, using what little drunken strength you have at the moment to push it off of you. It's back against the wall and you flinch at the sound of scraping as it slides down. “Right… well… let me think for a moment.” You scratch the back of your head.
“Okay… I could grab my truck.” You suggest it as if the omnic were meant to reply and help find a solution “But that's illegal right now.” You slump down against the wall across from the omnic “Maybe I sleep it off and come back in the morning? You're not going anywhere right?” You could've sworn you heard a robotic sigh at that.
Maybe you could call someone to pick up your keys and drive the pickup for you. But all the people you know are either fast asleep by now, absolutely hammered or both. Sleeping off your current inebriated state did sound good right now… but you couldn't just leave this poor thing here just so you could get some (much needed) shut eye.
After a few more minutes of your guttered mind trying to envision some bright idea you snap your fingers “Right! I got it!” The omnics head picks up just barely at your sudden outburst “I'll sleep here.” It's head drops back down again immediately “Then I won't have to leave you here by yourself and I'll be able to sleep off these drinks.” There's a proud smile on your face until you hear a deep crackling that you could only imagine to be a groan. “It was between that and drunk driving.” You mutter in an attempt to defend yourself.
You look around the dingy alley, a grimace on your face. This really isn't the most ideal place to be sleeping, there wouldn't be much surprise if you woke up cuddling a rat and went home with some long forgotten disease that was thought to have been cured decades ago. You sigh, but a small price to pay to save a life (hopefully).
“So uhm… goodnight then?” A slightly awkward smile forces its way onto your lips