Neeva stood before the damaged android, little struggle remained to the mangled machine, she couldn't help but feel pity for its well being. Placing her hand underneath the nevrean robot chin, she raised it so it could look into her eyes '' Can you talk?'' Neeva asked, but no word came from them. As she evaluated the amount of damages on them, she question if there was anything of worth, if the model was of lower range cost wise then she'd pay more repairing it than simply buying a new one.


From the corner of her eye Neeva noticed a dark figure approaching slowly, its stance differ from the common folk and their gaze met eachother. Afraid it was a scrapper who also wanted to collect the android she attempted to lift the mangled corpse, but with only one arm and yinglet strength she barely managed to displace it of one inch. The shadowy figure was getting close, out of desperation she began hacking the head off with her dagger, maybe what's inside the head is worth more than the entire body anyway.




Borrowing alleyways in attempt to escape the unknown person she halted herself, gasping in shock as the person managed to catch up to her location and getting closer. Bolting the other way she ran up a set of stairs to a overpass bridge, looking behind her she smiled as the stalker was nowhere to be seen, however when she looked forward the female managed to have outrun her.




Angered she pulled her knife '' Get the fuck out bitch! This is mine!'' she leaned forwards and smiled '' zhat is zhe one i sought...'' the strange accent and reply confused her. '' The one? What do you mean the one?'' the tall woman yanked the blade out of her hand and stared at it '' I have been seeking zhem for a long time, i know it in my soul she is zhe one.... If you care for money zhen give me an offer'' asked the woman before gently putting Neeva's blade back into its sheath.


Neeva looked at the head '' I found it first lady, whatever worth i can get will be told by someone who knows about android. I ain't selling it before then got it?'' the strange female chuckled '' hmmm.. Curious, your heart betrays your words, i sense something peculiar wizhing you. Very well ma chère Neeva, i grant you a week to find someone willing to buy zhe head, if you fail zhen you must give it to me for free'' finishing her sentence, the woman walked away, her strange posture and slow walk... How did she even caught up with her she asked herself.



Neeva shook her head stumped by the request '' What is this mumbo jumbo you're spewing? Hey we're not done talk! I never agreed to give it for free! HELLO!?.... great she's gone, what a weirdo''.

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