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>She sat in the snow
>In the years since the solver fell, she, like many other disassembly drones, had been forced to resort to such pathetic ways of living
>Living off of scraps on lightly populated colonies on the outskirts of human civilization
>She'd lost many things in this time
>Her squad, scattered to the wind
>Faint memories of serial designations... But not her own
>Their squad leader... S? Maybe? And her other squadmate, she wanted to say... G?
>She couldn't say, really
>She didn't have much reason to talk much anymore anyway
>... Oil was still slowly oozing out of her wound
>She couldn't comprehend the damage, couldn't think through it anymore
>In her regressed mind, all she could do was absently paw at the hole, unable to understand the pain
>It hurt. It didn't stop hurting. Why didn't it stop hurting? It always stopped hurting!
>Errors filled her vision, overheating, severe damage sustained, seek oil
>... She didn't think she was going to be able to do that this time
>Three shapes appeared over a nearby hill
>Humans...
>Slowly, weakly, she rose to her feet
>Baring her claws, her fangs, an X filling her screen
>Taking a single step forward
>As she felt something ripping through her torso
>As the world went dark
>For the briefest moment, she wondered, in some brief moment of clarity and awareness
>Would she dr-
>[You're Dead. Idiot.]
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