She Wanted To Stay Now Though After Accepting The Oil."Wait," Her Tenseness Drifted Away, "So... You

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."

"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"

She held Nate's hand reassuringly, she felt sorrow to hear that but, she knew that he meant well.

"We all process grief differently, Nate. I am not one to judge. Do you want to talk about her?" She hopped up and patted the abandoned counter of the store's cashier desk, offering Nate a place to sit and chat.

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"

She giggled, "A lot better now that I'm around again, but she worries a lot when I go out places without her... but I promised I'd be safe."

She hugged Nate and then took her bags of new things. "Thank you again! I'll see you soon, I'm sure."

She headed out the doors of the bunker, making her way back to J's. She was happy and excited to have her other favourite drone, the one she saw akin to a little brother, back in her life again. ((feel free to send a new starter whenever you'd like)

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"

"I couldn't ever be annoyed at you," she said, wiping away digital tears, "I wouldn't ever want to..." She smiled through the sorry, "I... I think I needed to talk about this, but, I didn't know I needed to. I wouldn't want to talk to J about this stuff," she built up her courage to say the name of the drone who took everything from her, "Cyn... and the solver, they abused poor Jay bird too... she abused all of us... me, you, V, Jaybird... everyone... it was horrible..."

She hugged Nate from the side, reassuring, "But we're free now, like birds, we're free now... and safe, and that's the most important thing."

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"

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?