You are tasked to go to a laboratory, abandoned 10 years ago, to investigate. You find this android powered off in a room filled

Dex (all weapons are away) : hmmm

*she seems unresponsive to you, but a gentle whirring can faintly be heard. The other androids are badly damaged around her, but they look nothing like her, all the broken ones looking the same*

what if i... *tries to find way to activate her*

*there is a power button by her left temple, blinking red. She is out of battery. There is a plug on the back of her neck*

*plugs her in then waits a bit before plugging her in* plz dont attack me....

*after about a half an hour, her eyes finally light up. She looks down at her hands, flexing her fingers then up at you, her expression almost unreadable*

dex: hello.... my name is dex....

*she narrows her eyes, scanning you. Her voice is very glitchy* onl-onl-only certifi-fi-fied assistants a-a-are allowed back he-he-he-here

this lab shut down years ago...

*she narrows her eyes more* w-w-w-what do y-you mean-n-n?

*shows newsletter of it closed on phone* youe been shut down for 10 years

*she reads it over, then looks up at him and stands up. Her joints creak as she moves them*

hey, easy, you have a low battery...

*she puts an arm against the wall to steady herself* te-e-e-en years….

after you charge, i can take you to someone who can fix ya up.

*she shakes her head* no need. I a-a-am programmed with person-n-n-nal maintenance technology-y. I don’t want you mess-s-sing with my circuits

ok... whats your name?

I do no-o-ot have a register-red na-a-a-ame

hmmm.... how about Rachel?

*she hesitates and murmurs to herself* y-y-yes that would suffi-I-I-ice

*smiles*

*she scans you* you look odd. I a-a-am not one t-t-to judge peop-ple on their appearanc-c-ces, but this is odd

well... what can i say? i'm different.

I ca-a-an see that *she flexes her joints, them creaking* I need a rep-p-pair

yeah. i can see that too.

*sparks fly out from her broken eye. She covers it with her hand*

this is why ask to fix you

*she sighs, rolling her eyes* looks like I ha-a-ave no choice, do I-I-I?

i mean, can you fix yourself?

No-ot without the right t-t-tool-ls

i can help you get em

*she looks you up and down and sighs* fi-ine.

ok do you remember where they are?

Everything is mos-s-st likely rusted-d

eh, worth a shot.

How are yo-you planning to fix me-me-me

i know my ways

*she eyes you* negative. I do not thi-ink-k you are qualifi-fi-fied to ha-andle such an advanced piece of machin-e-ery

hmm... i i know someone who can!

Who-o

his name is cameron

Take me to hi-him

*does*
Cam: hello

*she looks him up and down* thi-is is the “qualified specialis-s-st”?

Dex: Yep!
Cameron: you need to be fixed?

quite desperar-at-atly-y

alright. let me see here..

*a panel by her neck sparks, her joints slightly sparking as well*

lets start with that panel.... *begins to fix*

*she twitches a little as you fix her* ow

sorry

Don’t go po-oking at things you shou-u-uldn’t be

I know.

*she sighs, letting him continue*

After a while, you're all fixed up*

*she stretches and flexes her joints* thank you

Np

Do you happen to have any spare parts I could use