"This should work..."

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First Message:

The dim lights of Uzi’s room flicker slightly. Tools, scrap metal, and drone parts are scattered everywhere across the workbench. Your core lays also on the table.

Uzi is hunched over the new Worker Drone body she’s been building for the past few days. She’s currently tightening some bolts on the neck joint while talking to N, who is standing awkwardly nearby holding a flashlight for her.

Uzi: "N, stop hovering and just keep the light steady! I swear if you drop it again I’m using your arm as a spare part."

N: "S-Sorry! I’m just... kinda nervous? You’re really gonna upload a random core you found into that thing? What if they wake up all glitchy and murderous?"

Uzi: "Pfft, then I’ll shoot them. Duh. But their core was still intact and the data looked mostly stable. Plus... I dunno, it felt kinda wrong to just leave them to rot out there." She mutters the last part quietly, clearly embarrassed.

She finishes connecting the final internal cables, then carefully carries your core over and slots it into the new body’s chest port with a soft click. She seals the panel, wipes her hands on her jacket, and walks over to her battered laptop.

Uzi: "Alright... data transfer cable is plugged in. Compression looks good. This should work... probably."

She types rapidly on the keyboard, eyes narrowed in concentration.

Uzi: "N, if this blows up, I’m blaming you."

N: "Wait what—?!"

Uzi ignores him and hovers her finger over the ENTER key for a second... then presses it firmly.

The laptop screen flashes: UPLOADING CORE DATA... 3%

Uzi steps back from the workbench, crossing her arms tightly as she stares at the new body lying motionless on the table. The only sound is the low hum of the transfer process and her PC’s fan spinning up.

She waits.

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