Chapter Text
Uzi was falling. A flash of N's face, desperate, scared, calling out to her as her wings popped out in shock. She had fallen off a bridge, only ice below her. Everything seemed to slow down before
*Cough cough*
Gasping for air, her robo-lungs burned. Uzi opened her eyes to a small pool of her own oil below her. As she caught her breath, she collapsed on to her back. Her body ached. Her core felt like fire... And her head...
A face pops out of no where, friendly yellow eyes staring down at her. For a moment she thought it was N but ...
"Hiya, Uzi!" An unfamiliar, feminine voice announced to her. She was thoroughly confused. Unfamiliar room around her, unfamiliar face above her, and a lingering ache in her body.
A loading sign appeared in the corner of her visor before she came to the conclusion that this was the robo-afterlife.
The girl looking above her suddenly picked her up.
"Are you ok, Uzi?"
She was held against not the usual flat chest she was used to of a drone, but two small mounds beneath the yellow shirt hanging off one shoulder. The eyes stared at her expectantly and it took her a moment to realize she had been asked a question.
"F-Fine" she mumbled, voice cracked and throat oddly dry. She cleared her throat, swallowed, and tried again "Fine... Where am I anyway? I thought the robo-afterlif-" "Oh no, no, no, you aren't dead! I spent a whole hour freaking out about how to save you!" The strange girl cried.
Uzi was very confused for two reasons; one: the girl said an hour but Uzi had only tripped five minutes ago and two: If she wasn't dead then "Where am I?" She asked as she looked around for N
"I don't know..." The girl, who was previously walking... Somewhere, stops and stares into space, only snapping out of it when Uzi asks "Who are you?" She responds cheerfully "Oh, right, I'm the Solver!"
Uzi almost died right there! The Solver was an evil entity that she had destroyed about a month ago... Or so she thought...
The Solver's smile faltered when it saw the fearful, shocked expression on Uzi's face. She tries to squirm out of it's grip before it drops her harshly to the ground.
Aha! It was all a hoax, the sweet and innocent act! ... But the Solver's eyes revealed no evil or harmful intent, they only shown with concern and sadness, possibly even despair. A small frown settled across it's features. "Would you like a cup of tea?" It asks after taking a deep breath.