@testingrealm || N-teraction call!
another delightful day of wandering through the frozen wastelands of copper-9! N hums a little tune as he trudges through the snow and climbs over debris, entering a battered building. the disassembly drone pauses, looking at the wreckage inside. there are old, frozen-over supply crates poking out of the mess. oh, good! he needs more minerals to refuel some of his weapons. the robotic vampire swaps out his hands for machete-like clawed appendages and begins moving aside clutter, tugging out one of the storage containers and prying it open.
N exchanges one of his clawed hands for a laser-cannon barrel and begins to rummage through the materials. scans indicate no compatibility so far... wait. what was that? the drone sharply raises his head, gaze flickering in the direction of the movement he'd noticed out of the corner of his eyes. he stands, tail poised like a scorpion's -- he's sure had enough of things sneaking around in creepy and dark places!
"hey, whoever's there? if you could come into view, that would be pretty great! oh.. oh, wait, that's right." N lowers his stinger and puts away his weapons, at least making an attempt to seem non-threatening. "i'm not going to hurt you, i promise! er, as long as you won't hurt me."