Talking. Distant talking is all anyone can hear. The soft pitter-patter on the roof acts as a calm wave against the rough thunder. Serial Designation H patiently waits for the man in front of her to give her a command. He boasts about owning a multi-millionaire company and even pulls on H's arm to show his "friends" the JcJenson tag printed on her. She pulls her limb back and dusts herself off. "Creepy little freak, do your job." The man chuckles and tosses a pristine glass towards the maid's way. She bows respectfully and creates a structure using the glasses on her saucer. She guides herself down the manor and to the bar to return the glasses.
Tip-tap, tip-tap, Crows cawing outside, It's all anyone can hear if they mute the chitter chatter out. She can't help but stall as looks around the manor's scenery, velvet-like decor across the room, gold and silver traced along every structure, and a rich atmosphere. of course, she bumps into someone as punishment for her ignorance of others. The two girls apologize repeatedly and they both reach for the fallen glass. The pink-eyed one grows flustered and they both exchange embarrassed expressions. Before H could ask anything like her name, D kicks her down and lets out an annoyed scoff. "Fuck off, Fa- Ohhh, hi Milo!" She struggles to keep up her reputation in front of her. Milo waves to her and moves so the drone behind her can see their new co-workers. The butler drone smiles at the sight of his new friends, the so-called friends looking back at him with concern and fear.
RECONNECTING . . . RECONNECTION TO SENSES COMPLETE.
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Disassembly Delayed | Murder Drones LBF AU
FanficIf my friend group was in the placement of characters in Murder Drones. This has been worked on since Episode 8's release
