@mixed-up-multiverse said: (Project Playtime!Uzi @ N)
Uzi was currently doing something brave today; without the rest of her team knowing, she had boarded the train to the theater deep in the facility. Her reasons were simple; she had noticed a lot of suspicious things laying around there during the many resource extraction tasks that her team had been sent on. V, N and Doll didn’t pay so much attention to it, but Uzi couldn’t help but see things. From what looked like weird sticky notes to quite a few tapes… they looked like they could be played on the VCR in the screening room in the bunker. How perfect for investigating once she got back… hopefully without losing a limb or two.
Let’s see… statue… puzzle pillar… N on the wall… messed-up chairs— WAIT. How did N get here without her knowing? And… How in the world did he get up there? Were those wings?!
“N!” She yells loudly, only to suddenly cover her mouth and change her volume to at least something moderate instead of shouting. “Get down from there!”
it was a simple deal—i need a host, you want to live through that attack, right? you want to get back to your group, yes? just let me upload this program to your hard drive. it'll make you less... appetizing to those creatures.
it was a simple deal. it wasn’t supposed to be complicated. it wasn’t supposed to change his model or whatever’s happening to him. his optics flicker on, the worker, confused, blinks a few times before yelping and slipping off the perch. those odd bat-wings are suddenly gone so quickly it would be easy to assume they’re a mere optical error.
N grunts, sitting up and rubbing the side of his head. thank goodness he’s got a built in-hard hat! no critical damage aside from… oh, yeah. his arm’s still kinda loose and his shoulder is visibly sparking. hm.
regardless of his injury, he’s very quick to his feet.
“u-uzi? why’re you alone?”
