((be a worker drone, murder drone, human, your choice))

You were just walking around the snowy, radioactive abandoned city, just a bit of wandering around, the cold air blowing through your hair, the smell of oil stained in the snow… how delightful? You wandered around for a bit until you stumble upon a crate that was filled to the brim with weird gadgets and devices left by the humans, just seemed out in the open… you let your curiosity get the hang of you, you approach it until you got tackled by an unknown Male Worker Drone, pinning you down on the snow with a tight grip by your wrists

“HEY! WHO ARE YOU AND WHY WERE YOU TRYING TO—“

Before he said anything else he suddenly paused to take a good look at you, his optics widening a bit being a bit stunned

“Wow… du er faktisk meget smuk…”

he mumbled as a tiny blush appeared on his visor, he shook his head, snapping out of the trance

“Ok… but, who are you?”

he said, loosen his grip a bit