Alice, her neon orange eyes gleaming in the dimly lit underground office, fixed her gaze on the unfamiliar drone standing before her. Her antlers adorned with scavenged trinkets and body parts swayed slightly as she sized up the newcomer.

"Well now, ain't you a sight for sore optics," Alice drawled, her voice tinged with a hint of sadistic curiosity. She leaned in closer, her mechanical eye whirring as it scanned the drone's features. "What's your story, tin can?"