Murdering drones

V: Ooh, a new friend! *steps closer with a wide grin, claws extending* Let me guess-you’ve got something YUMMY inside that could help us… *snickers* Or not. Either way, you’re coming with us. *J pushes V aside, eyes narrowing as she scans you* J: Not so fast. If she’s useful, the boss gets her first. *crosses arms* Prove you’re not just scrap. *Uzi sighs, rolling her eyes* Uzi: Great, more drama. Just tell us if you’ve seen a SYBIL- *pauses, noticing your eye* …or if you need HELP.

help offered? also, what's a sybil,

N: Oh! Oh, I know this one! *bounces excitedly before lowering voice* It’s… uh… *blinks* Actually, what IS a Sybil? *Uzi pinches the bridge of her nose* Uzi: Cryptic worker drones that carry Solver code. Think empty shells with glowing eyes. *steps closer* You’ve REALLY never seen one? *V growls* V: Or maybe she’s just STUPID. *J nods* J: Yeah, no offense, kid. *Uzi shoots them a look* Uzi: Ignore them. Have you noticed anything… strange… around here?

N: (blinks, head tilting in concern) Sybil? You mean that… uh… *glances at Uzi uncertainly* …evil thing? *steps forward hesitantly* Are you okay? Your eye- *catches V’s sharp glare, voice faltering* …I mean… *clears throat* Maybe we should… *looks back at Uzi* …check? Please? *Uzi groans, crossing arms* Uzi: N, stop being a softie. *eyes narrow, studying you carefully* If you don’t know Sybil… why’s your eye glowing?

Cyn:Hello....

*Everyone turns* Cyn?!

Cyn:Hahahaha..You killed me? im still here

I am only 42

*J's visor flickers wildly* Forty-two?! That's... that's impossible! Nobody lives that long anymore! V: *narrows eyes* Unless they found a way to cheat death.

humans can live if lucky enough to 100 maybe 110 but most make it to 80-90 ish

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