"You Seem Familiar." Abruptly Commented A Brunette Security Drone As She Looked Tessa Up And Down With

"You seem familiar." Abruptly commented a brunette security drone as she looked Tessa up and down with those yellow eyes of hers, almost like she was scanning her with sensors hidden behind the visor as she pondered who they might be or where they had been seen before.

Compared to a disassembly drone, she was clearly a bit taller being about six feet (or about 1.83M if we're talking metric.), more heavily armored, and there wasn't an exposed sensory array attached to the headband. That and she was weirdly silent in spite of her size...

RoboTessa jumped slightly at the security drone. "Cor blimey, you gave me a startle." She stared at the other drone, shocked at how tall she was. "I... I was formerly known as Tessa James Elliott... and then... well, everything happened," she rubbed her gauntlets near where her wrists were out of anxiety, "I've been dead for at least a decade, but, through some mechanical intervention, I'm alive again, somehow... I'm sorry if I upset you," she winced a little, she was scared if she was in trouble, she didn't like getting in trouble at all, too many bad memories of her getting in trouble with her parents were starting to show up in her mind, she smiled sheepishly. "I-if there's any issue, you could reach out to Jay-b... I mean" she stopped herself from using her pet name for J, "Serial Designation J, if there's any issues... she's one of the drones who helped put me back together."

She wanted to stay now though after accepting the oil. "Wait," her tenseness drifted away, "So... you were one of my father's drones, right?" she continued to ask inquisitively, "Do you remember the night I tried to run away..."

The pale-grey LED eyed drone in the blue dress smiled in a bittersweet way before continuing, "... I hopped into a dumbwaiter and took myself down in the middle of the night... I know someone stopped me and told me that if I left N and J would get in trouble for me going missing..."

She sat back down, swinging her legs back and forth slightly, trying to think back.

"You seem familiar." Abruptly commented a brunette security drone as she looked Tessa up and down with those yellow eyes of hers, almost like she was scanning her with sensors hidden behind the visor as she pondered who they might be or where they had been seen before.

Compared to a disassembly drone, she was clearly a bit taller being about six feet (or about 1.83M if we're talking metric.), more heavily armored, and there wasn't an exposed sensory array attached to the headband. That and she was weirdly silent in spite of her size...

RoboTessa jumped slightly at the security drone. "Cor blimey, you gave me a startle." She stared at the other drone, shocked at how tall she was. "I... I was formerly known as Tessa James Elliott... and then... well, everything happened," she rubbed her gauntlets near where her wrists were out of anxiety, "I've been dead for at least a decade, but, through some mechanical intervention, I'm alive again, somehow... I'm sorry if I upset you," she winced a little, she was scared if she was in trouble, she didn't like getting in trouble at all, too many bad memories of her getting in trouble with her parents were starting to show up in her mind, she smiled sheepishly. "I-if there's any issue, you could reach out to Jay-b... I mean" she stopped herself from using her pet name for J, "Serial Designation J, if there's any issues... she's one of the drones who helped put me back together."

Hopes and Goals

Okay, so since I've returned to being alive, and I am more than happy to repair any drone that needs repairing, there's another job I'd like to have that I work more of my time at. It'd be a fun idea because Jaybird is doing patrols but, I don't think she's enjoying her old job as much anymore. I hope to open my own beauty parlour though. I've been sewing new wigs made of heat resistant nylon, I've been practicing sharpening and polishing J's claws, I know how to cut, style and dye wigs. I just need somewhere to set up shop. Maybe Jaybird will see a building that survived the planet explosion that I could use because I don't want to open shop in the bunker, a lot of drones are scared of J, and I want her be welcome any time she wants to be there with me. It would be fun having her as a receptionist.

I know it's a crazy, outback, ridiculous dingo-brained pipe dream, but a girl can dream, right?

I like regular oil too but, it would be really fun to have tea with you sometimes, J. Pretty please? *sparkly LED sad eyes, playing BlueJaysounds.mp3*

(another set of questions from xXRoboTessaXx) Are w-... I mean you able to drink other kinds of oil? Like lavender oil? I'm asking for someone who's at the store right now and is getting hungry and REALLY wants to chug it like it's strawberry tea... and said friend might be me

I don’t think so..I’ve never tried flavored..scented oil?? You mean like the ones you use for HUMIDIFIERS??!

TESSA —- you need actual oil, that’s not enough to replenish you. I doubt it would work since we weren’t built or feed off from LAVENDER OIL.

The ebony-haired drone girl sat in the interrogation room, she was a little scared. She sat, one leg crossed over the other, holding her hands together to self soothe. "Y-you can ask me anything you need to, I'll answer to the best of my memory..." she insisted, she was starting to regret wanting to go out today.

"You seem familiar." Abruptly commented a brunette security drone as she looked Tessa up and down with those yellow eyes of hers, almost like she was scanning her with sensors hidden behind the visor as she pondered who they might be or where they had been seen before.

Compared to a disassembly drone, she was clearly a bit taller being about six feet (or about 1.83M if we're talking metric.), more heavily armored, and there wasn't an exposed sensory array attached to the headband. That and she was weirdly silent in spite of her size...

RoboTessa jumped slightly at the security drone. "Cor blimey, you gave me a startle." She stared at the other drone, shocked at how tall she was. "I... I was formerly known as Tessa James Elliott... and then... well, everything happened," she rubbed her gauntlets near where her wrists were out of anxiety, "I've been dead for at least a decade, but, through some mechanical intervention, I'm alive again, somehow... I'm sorry if I upset you," she winced a little, she was scared if she was in trouble, she didn't like getting in trouble at all, too many bad memories of her getting in trouble with her parents were starting to show up in her mind, she smiled sheepishly. "I-if there's any issue, you could reach out to Jay-b... I mean" she stopped herself from using her pet name for J, "Serial Designation J, if there's any issues... she's one of the drones who helped put me back together."

"I think this time I'll walk... I don't want to take away J's first time flying with me, I made a promise... You and J taught me when I was 9 to always keep my promises. And, I still want to... I'm sorry Nate..." She gave him a hug. "I'll be careful though, I promise."

Hey Nate, it's Tessa (xXRoboTessaXx) I figured out a recipe for oil ice cream, I'll bring some by later. Do you know if the worker drone colony has a clothing store? I need more clothes to wear than the spacesuit, my dress from J and the pretty blue one someone gifted to me. No rush, I'll meet you at the second doors.

-Tessa =3

He opens the door excited "...are you able to fly? I know were there's a store"