#cheer up and dry your damp eyes and tell me when it rains ✧.. bytepire

[wickedlittlepuppy]

@bytepire replied to this post: LOOKS GOOD N!!! 👍👍👍👍

❝ Y-you think so? I... I made another drawing... ❞

He drew them together!! He is happily handing it to her.

[wickedlittlepuppy]

“ scared you, huh? ”

ALONE (2020) starters! ✧ ACCEPTING

Admittedly, he was a rather jumpy kind of fellow-- if he wasn't ready for, or expecting, something to happen there was a good chance it'd catch him off-guard. So it should be no surprise that N jolts when Uzi comes up behind him and shouts " BOO! " without warning. Actually he'd almost whipped around and sliced her with his claws entirely out of reflex.

" U-Uzi!!! " His voice is high-pitch as he exclaims her name, sharp blades mere millimeters away from the smaller drone's face. He had stopped short when his processors recognized her, thankfully. Sighing raggedly, N allows his claws to retract back to normal hands, now raising one to rest on top of her head.

" Y-yeah, yeah you did. "

[wickedlittlepuppy]

“ we have to get out of here! ”

ALONE (2020) starters! ✧ ACCEPTING

His artificial heart is pounding, a war drum resonating within his thoracic cavity and in turn thrumming violently in his auditory processors, nearly entirely drowning out Uzi's voice. His yellow optics stare, wide-eyed and horrified, up at a familiar crawling beast moving above the two of them, the noises just as easily telling him what was there even if he hadn't looked. He's frozen, tail stiff and legs refusing to move despite how much the rest of his body screamed in panic and desperation to just [ RUN ].

Only a hard shove from Uzi snaps him back, body quickly turning ( despite how it felt like everything was in slow motion ) and his hand grabbing hers without hesitation as he breaks into a full sprint. Normally he'd be perfectly fine engaging something in combat if it meant protecting those he cared about; however, this beast, this MONSTER chills the coolant in his systems like liquid nitrogen and petrifies him to his very core. If he can avoid an engagement he will.

Bladed wings deploy with a harsh, metallic scraping sound that can barely be heard over the horrific howling of the unearthly behemoth now in pursuit of the two. The building crumbles and its foundations cry behind them, but N doesn't look back. He doesn't want to look back. Just keep running. Keep running. They needed to get out of here.

[wickedlittlepuppy]

Hide & Seek

It's an especially bitter-cold night on Copper Nine; eerily silent aside from the howl of wind, it would be hard to know what monsters lurked around in the inky blackness - broken up only by blusters of white-blue snow as it's whipped up from the ground. Vague flickers of yellow made their way through the unforgiving environment, a death omen to those who didn't also share the lantern's light. There was something patrolling in the dark, silent outside of the low oscillating hisses and wailing growls of its mechanical body moving through the snow and ice.

Yellow-orange sights are set on a small figure moving through the wastelandᅳ an anomaly; something that didn't belong out there: a worker drone. While that would be concerning to any other drone on the horizons, the creature watching that small shape was well-equipped for handling such things. Warm saliva drips from an opened maw, razor-sharp teeth bared in a grin; metallic, hooked claws much like talons dig into the building it'd been perched upon before bladed wings fanned open to lift the beast from the dilapidated surface in silence.

It seemed like the worker was looking for something. Low chitters and clicks sound in the distance, faint and almost inaudible. Its claws lock into the side of a different building, wings shifting before folding at its back and a long tail swaying beneath it - that death lantern at the cable's end gives off a tantalizing glow; much like an angler fish with its prey, the light was both a warning and lure. Shining yellow eyes watch, observe, and then the monster starts to scale its perch to disappear from sight entirely.

Though many others would near immediately launch themselves into a fray to take out prey, this beast in particular liked to play and learn. It would stay just out of sight, waiting for the most opportune time to sink its teeth and claws into pliable flesh to draw the oil it needed for survival into its maw. This worker drone's hours were numbered, she just didn't know it yet. Perhaps, however, she would feel the unwaveringly oppressive sense of being watched after long enough.

The question remained then...

What is following you, Uzi?

@bytepire