Sergey Nechayev

Sergey was surveying the streets of Chelomey making sure the streets are safe for the citizens as robots shuffled along side the humans, helping with tasks and other chores. He didn't think too highly of the robots to begin with. Freaking crispy critters... The glove on his left hand spoke, What is it, Major? Is something bothering you? It's nothing, Charles. Sergey huffed as he rolled his eyes at the robots. The glove known as Charles spoke again, They are simply doing their jobs, sir.