The desolate landscape of Copper-9 was just as silent as it always was, the only noise that was really obvious was the constant blowing of the wind, carrying around the snow that coated the planet.

Moving carefully through the snow, however, was a Worker Drone trying her hardest to be sneaky. Her neon-purple optics squinted as she looked around, trying to figure out where the hell she was even headed in this weather, giving glances back behind her to make sure she could still tell where the Outpost was.

Her optics glanced ahead, looking at the large spire of destroyed Worker Drones, shuddering at the sight of the monument created by the violent Disassembly Drones. It was a lot more unsettling this close, honestly.

Nevermind that. She had a job to do, and that was finding a proper battery for her sick-ass railgun! Uzi huffed as she kept trudging her way along, up until she paused at a strange noise she heard. Her optics swerved around, looking around in an attempt to spot the source of the sound she heard...

...And then, she saw you. She blinked a few times, staring at you, unable to quite properly identify you due to the distance between you two and the snow blowing around through the air.