@wxyfxringâ asked:Â âYou canât kill me. Iâm not alive.â (dbh from naomi aheheh)
Well, thatâs not something you hear very often in the middle of the battlefieldâŠ
The scans Tony had taken show that sheâs telling the truth of that much - sheâs not organic, or at least not in the normal sense, given that there are biosynthetic components showing up in the readings.
His helmet retracts as he lowers his hand, the repulser powering down. âAlright, Iâll bite,â he says, watching her closely. âWhat exactly are you?â
Naomi was tensed, one hand hovering over the small of her back - where the gun was tucked under her thick jacket. The tiny LED circle at her temple flashed red, indicating her nervousness, her panic...
Her deviancy.
Dark eyes scanned the armored man, identifying him from her database: Tony Stark. Iron Man himself. Maybe dislocating that manâs arm had been a problem...
â...CyberLife prototype, NA-350,â Naomi answered tentatively. âI go by Naomi. What...what do you want? I didnât...I didnât hurt him that badly. He came at me first. I...I was defending myself...â
Not like anyone would care. Technically CyberLife wasnât allowed to mass-produce androids yet. She wasnât supposed to be roaming freely. But I donât have a choice.












