My girl | MURDER DRONES

Ch 2- Proposition 🍡

▪︎ Heh...it's kinda short, don't mind me...
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"Uzi- you found a HUMAN?!"

Uzi, that was this short, emo styled girls' name, you finally caught. The man following both you and Uzi down the hall and to her room was freaked out, helmeted drone wearing a blue camouflage vest.

You were holding your helmet, lips twitching here and there at the faint throb in your nose. The blood that trailed from the damage had crusted and flaked off somewhat from you touching it a few times as Uzi led you to her home.

Uzi, in all her angst groaned and rolled her eyes, poking the tip of the railgun against your back signaling you to go on in her room. The short drone followed your steps inside then turned around to her father eith a glare,

"Yes! My business, stay out of it and go fix a damn door!" She barked, the doors then sliding shut right in the male drones' face.

He did have a cute looking mustache though, you admitted in the back of your mind.

"Sit down, human. Chair's behind you."

Uzi demanded, holding her gun without caution in one hand while the other wagged a finger in your direction. You looked over your shoulder, seeing there was indeed a office chair there for you to sit in, so you did.

You held the space helmet in your lap, taking a glance around this strangers room.

The room contained to colors mainly, black and purple matching Uzi's own aesthetic well. Purple flames and skulls on the walls, the lights were a light violet giving the room a faint purple lighting. A desk you and her were infront of with three big monitors and MORE sticky notes about the railgun resting upon it.

Yes, she has all sorts of sticky notes plastered around on the walls, even on the CEILING. Which you could tell by her tall bed, that's what she used to even reach up there. She was definitely far too short to do it on her own.

"Hey!-" Uzi snapped her fingers- the sound oddly mimicked what it sounded like when a human snapped. She has metal fingers, shouldn't it be different, you wondered.

"Focus on me and my questions! What's your name?"

Oh, and there begins the questions.

"Y/n Kanroji."

"Cool, not using it."

"Oh!-"

You sweatdropped, wearing a slight wince as Uzi cut you off with another question, arms still crossed over her chest,

"Where did you come from? Are there a lot of other humans there?"

"I...don't think it'd be a good idea to disclose that. There aren't a whole bunch of other humans either."

"Fine, be difficult. I'm just going to fix up that bit of internal damage I caused then find out where you came from anyways." Uzi said with an eye roll, then glaring you in the eye with a sharp look, taking her gun in both hands as if showing it to you,

"See this sick as hell railgun?"

You looked down at the...railgun then back up at Uzi, "yes..?"