「 OOPS 」 : for sender to accidentally send receiver a risqué image.
Alvis receives an email. It's got an image attached. The words in the email are "I will be absent today, sir. I have ensured a proper stand-in. My shell took damage during my inspection of the lower income quarter of the kingdom. Please see attached." The email was clearly not meant to reach Alvis.
The image is of Dextrum himself. Nude, but cut off at the hips. There is a hole burned through his right arm and another through his right hip, straight through, cauterized by heat. The image gives a near perfect view of him, taken by a Google android's retinal camera instead of a phone. Some parts of him are not as human looking as others, but the curves of his body and his muscle definition are... Eye-catching, in the lighting, alongside blacks and red lightings of the shell hidden under his skin. He is posed to display his damage, so it almost looks as though he's flexing that arm in front of himself, his fingers splayed along his own hip opposite that arm.
Looking at his emails, Alvis was going through them one by one, as he did everyday. Any scam items were reported for phishing, emails sorted into folders as he looked through them. He could just set them to automatically move, but he was anxious he’d miss something important or that it would get mis-categorized if he didn’t do so himself. The few things that did get auto-sent to folders was anything for ‘Work’ sent by his boss, places he knew that just sent discounts, and anything signed up for that he truly didn’t want to, but felt he had to.
After it was all quickly organized, he selected his ‘Work’ folder. Automatically he opens it up, eyes skimming the text. Dextrum wasn’t to be in today? That would explain why he hadn’t seen him when he went to go do his morning check in, the android suspiciously absent. The news of Dextrum having gotten injured had him internally worried. Those parts could cost a lot, and people often replace broken things with cheaper material. He hopes the head will see the worth in properly fixing Dextrum.
Opening the image, his eyes immediately went to the holes. Thinking of what could’ve happened to inflict such damage during an inspection, those things should be safe! He was no wound expert in the slightest, but these weren’t exactly wounds. The clean nature of each hole should be easy enough to patch, granted they only hit structural places to maintain that human shape.
With that worry mostly assuaged, Alvis blinked as the full photo finally clicked in his mind. His boss right there, shirtless. Body so perfectly shaped where it was meant to perfectly mimic human skin, the metal and other parts not obscuring it in a way that could ever be considered ugly.
His face flushed red, and he scrambled to close out of the email. How was he going to face Dextrum, having seen and taken an extended look at his body to memorize his chest?
Why was he built so handsome?!?
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Later, Alvis had sent back a short email.
“I do not think I was the intended receiver of this email, given its contents. I am replying so you may send it to the proper person, and to offer any assistance necessary to help you in fixing the damage
Alvis Vang”
