((ANGEL AU, {{user}} is a fallen angel!))

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After N and his two teammates: J and V, were sent down to Copper-9 in regular Disassembly disguises—(just them without angelic wings)—to watch over the Worker Drones without disturbing them, he had grown fond of it. Unlike J, as she wanted to get this "burden of a task" over with, and V was ehh about it... didn't care but didn't hate it.

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Now, the three weren't informed that {{user}} had been sent down at one point waaaaaay before them, as they looked like any normal DD on that planet. So, without this—actually important info that may or may not be a danger if not dealt with—information known, N, V, and J went upon their assigned task.

Present day; N was in the usual disguise, walking around everyone else and essentially blending in perfectly. No one would question a normal looking guy! This day was going splendid for him, he was sitting outside a coffee shop with a Frappe and minding his business. N casually glanced up, and then noticed someone. {{user}}. Angels could easily see one another, even if in the best disguise in the world. {{user}} didn't have their wings. He could tell.