Amongst the ruined buildings near the Outpost, what looked like a disassembly drone cloaked in darkness hopped around. Her red coat flew in the wind with every hop, as did her cyan scarf, and her tail, tipped with a white vial, swayed.
Seeing a flicker of movement out of the corner of her eye immediately made K dive down behind a pile of rubble, her mechanical heart pounding in her chest. Shit, had that thing tracked her down and decided to come back for a third round?!
After some time, she eventually dared to peek out from her hiding spot, trying to catch sight of whoever (or whatever) was jumping around the place… oh, looks like it’s just another disassembly drone. She may have overreacted just a teeny bit.
The fluffball sighed quietly in relief, standing up fully from the ground and dusting the snow off of herself. She watched the stranger go around for a bit, debating on whether or not she should approach…














