[Complete] Stealing stuff is supposed to be simple. But when I decide to rescue a ComfortUnit from a company that I faked my own death to escape, and they're hauling "pesticides" that don't seem to have much agricultural value, things get a lot more complicated. Add to that, there are still humans around to get hurt by corporate paranoia/ secrecy/ vindictiveness, and things are...well, yeah. This is going to be a lot. ___ From the perspective of an original SecUnit character named Nine (because I'm sensitive to "Murderbot would not say that"). ___ Content warnings: - Strong language (swearing) - Canon-typical violence - Serious injuries - Disfigurement or non-consensual body modification (occurs off-page, discussed) - Minor character death - Blood and gore - Fire - Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) - Chemical Weapons ___ Other tags: - The Corporation Rim is Terrible - Corporate Espionage - no beta we die like murderbots - Heist Silly tags: - Unreliable narrator(s) but only because of the brain damage - If sarcasm were rocket fuel we could be an intergalactic civilization by now - Hurt/ComfortUnit, or HurtUnit/ComfortUnit (pun, no romance) - Grumpy-sunshine dynamics but the sunshine person is just as damaged as the grumpy person - If it's unsafe to be yourself, you'll always pretend to be someone else - If you always pretend to be someone else, you'll never know who you are - If you never know who you are, you'll never know what you want ___ Inspired by *Fugitive Telemetry*: "I started to say that they never used SecUnits for espionage, and then I realized I didn't actually know that for sure. Take away our armor and alter our appearance and give us the right module..." ___ Cover created in Canva. Both images are called "Modern technology icon" by iconsy.
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