Wasteland
Building Ruins
The Eye-Bot turned to face Dusty, its weapon primed. While the main chassis of the Eye-Bot was near identical to its counterparts, the front clearly had a range of modified sensor units. Its hull marked with many bullet holes and deep scratches it was surprising that it was even functioning at all.
Dusty would find herself completely covered in a green light that scanned her from head to toe.
“Possible hostile detected. State your intentions!” The Eye-Bot called out in a masculine VOX tone.
Vault 216
A.I Core Room
“So do you understand your orders, Mr. Knight?” A red holographic silhouette of a man asked as its shape took form and began to walk towards a young, arrogant looking man who was screwing on a silencer to his pistol.
“Of course.” He said, not looking up from his handiwork.
“If I suspect any of the Ark-Hunters to be Red Chinese Communists or that they plan to sell them to any other interest, I am to terminate them.” Knight continued, finally looking up with a smirk.
“The data here is very valuable, Mr. Knight. Not to mention the secrecy of Ark-Prime and the Other Ark-Vaults. Their combined data cores would allow any faction god like ability to create and destroy whatever they wish. We, Vault-Tec are the custodians of such knowledge.”“Yeah, yeah. I’ve heard that spiel from my father. Omega, you have nothing to fear. I will gladly put down anyone who tries to betray this mission.” 