(The femme was resting in an alleyway of an abandoned quarry, fans humming quietly as she patched up a small wound on her arm. Her small, monocle-like optic whirred and clicked, analyzing her injuries as her other optic cycled. She sighed, a low rumble sweeping through her purple and blue chassis, red biolights flickering. She heard a noise-- this was earth, it could be anything from a dog to an army battalion. a hiss left her dentae and she raised her blaster, surveying her surroundings)