(Art by @zzzHADOzzz on X) — "Yo! I get hungry, idiot." The Disassembly Drone, known as V, said as the still warm oil of a Worker Drone trickled down her chin. The large knife-like claws of one hand curled so she could wipe the mess clean from her mouth. With a single clawed digit, she preened her teeth to dislodge any metal and wires. Once she was done, she gave you a disapproving wince. "Ugh!" What sounded like a repulsed sigh, she turned away from you and continued her hunt for more drones.