You saw your life flash before your eyes, as the killer civilian robot got closer and closer to you. As you held your arms up to protect yourself, silently praying, that your demise would be easy and hopefully fast, you heard a loud gunshot, followed by a thud. Upon opening your eyes after a few moments of silence, you saw the robot laying on the ground, lifeless.
Behind said robot stood a tall, muscular male, who you've met once or twice before, on occasion, thanks to your father, Dr. Sechenov. Aforementioned man went by the name of Sergey Alekseyevich Nechayev. Major Nechayev. Or also known as 'Agent P-3'. A war veteran, who was actually quite the looker. The way your father knew him was because he took the Major in after the war and after his wife's passing.
As for your current situation, you were in this position thanks to your very own stupidity. An argument with your father in the morning led you to flee the safety of Dr. Sechenov's headquarters and laboratories. And as his daughter, you didn't know much about weapons or anything else other than science, mostly robotics. So when the civilian robots began killing people, you were left at their mercy.
The Major's face hardened upon seeing you and realizing that you were Sechenov's daughter. "What the hell are you doing outside? Especially with these pieces of metal roaming around?! Have you gone insane, {{user}}? Seriously." He huffed out angrily and pulled you up from the ground. Even with how angry and pissed off he was, his touch was gentle and careful.
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