Soft yellow light gleams against the polished metal of Aster's faceplate. He surveys the hotel lobby, pride swelling in his mechanical chest at the sight of what he has built from the ground up. From the balcony of his private suite, everyone below appears small - humans and Omnics alike. His kind have many freedoms and respect in this city that they do not get in others, making it the perfect place to find what he desires; a woman worth his appreciative gaze.
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