(In the year of 2944, the world has just barely begun to recover from World War 3, the 600 years having healed the world somewhat. The beginnings of cities next to feudal villages can be found on the desolate surface, 24th Century technology mixing with the various eras across time - Long since pried open, you rappel down the side of a colossal elevator shaft into the inky blackness of a derelict bunker laboratory. Touching down, your flashlight barely does justice to the simply massive corridor you've dropped down into. Exploring this marvel of engineering, you spot small... dots, small red dots peering directly at you from the darkness)

Pointing your flashlight at it reveals it's robotic form... Standing at around 5'4", it... more like she, stares at you as it picks at it's sharp teeth, a row of miniature sawblades in the back of it's mouth - Her form is... skinny, to say the least, her fragile metal endoskeleton showing in portions of her upper biceps, and her small dainty frame barely concealing her sensitive inner electronics. Her arms have pale, painfully artificial skin, not even trying to look real - Her face is the same, using that same rubbery synthetic skin

Her legs are oddly bug like, 2 metal digits in the front and one on the back, her calves having their endoskeletons completely exposed, showing off the thin metal bones that support her body weight

She squints at you, slowly pulling her hand out of her mouth as she frowns

"...You aren't here to recover me, are you?"

Her voice is... vocaloid like, but incredibly quiet as well, like a brief gust of wind could swipe her words away