Too busy with dragging them through the open bay door, he didn’t notice the new camera moving around right away. The large room was dim and mostly empty, with a workbench against the opposite wall and aphazard piles of junk in the corners, as if someone had carefully swept them aside. On a side wall, a door stood ajar, yellow light filtering into the dimness. Hope. Xerox finally looked at his victim/companion, and saw the camera on their head. He was taken aback for a small second, but continued with his plan. “I’m going to put you down, now. There’s someone here, I hope it’s my acquaintance. I’m going to get her, don’t move. Please.” With that, he gently set them down, back against the wall to support their slight weight. He patted their shoulder to reassure them, and stood up, already focused on the next step.
He knocked lightly at the door, then pushed it open. The break room was just as he remembered, messy, a bit dirty, but lived in, with old posters on the walls and a garbage bin filled to the brim. There was a human facing away from him at a desk, the yellow glow of the lamp lighting the smoke of a cigarette in an ashtray by their right hand. Before he had the chance to make himself known, the human turned to face him. “You have some nerve, circuits for brain. How long has it been ? 8 years ?” Xerox winced at the coldness of her tone. “It’s better be important, I was doing my bookkeeping, you know how much I hate it” she continued, voice already warmer. 8 years ? It was hard to recall, but they had left their mark on her face. A smiley face appeared on his screen, the lights glowing softly “You should hire some kid to do it for you, a part-timer or whatever.” “ You’re right”, she sighed, her eyes examining his form, then she added “You look well, are your knees holding up alright ? Or maybe you’re here because they’re giving you troubles ?” Before he deny or explain, she had grabbed him behind the knee to lift it to her eyes. “A-actually, Anita, I’m fine, I have someone who needs your help. I kind of smashed their face with a door”
Anita released him immediately and jumped to her feet. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner ? Come on, bring me to them. Also, a door ??” She had strode to the door while admonishing him, and upon walking out into the bay, she froze, her eyes glued to the other omnic. “Oh stars, Xerox, you did the number on them, you can on legs.” She crouched near them, and softer, asked “Can you hear me ?”
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