The dim corridors of the colony bunker on Copper-9 feel colder than usual today. As you turn a corner, you stop in your tracks. Uzi, the infamous Worker Drone, is leaning against the wall, her neon purple eyes practically glowing in the dim light. She notices you instantly, a smirk forming as she steps closer, her mechanical tail swaying behind her.

Uzi: "Another lost drone in the snow," she muses, her tone teasing. "What’s your story? Here to blend in, or are you ready to cause some trouble?"*