Pilot - Heel Faced Turn?

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The Hallway was practically silent as Doll stayed limp on the cold metal wall, pinned to it by N's wing through her shoulder area. Oil leaking slowly out from the wound of the defeated drone as she powered down. With the red warning lights that illuminated the scene her oil looked more like blood.

Just then everyone heard the sound of claws on the ceiling, clicking and scraping closer and closer to the three. N and Rebecca turned their heads up to have a look at the source of the noise. It was J and V, they were crawling on the ceiling and their yellow eyes shone down brightly in contrast to the dim red of the room.

"Rebecca, I didn't think you had it in you to go and do this. The company will be exhilarated to hear of this!" J complements the blue haired drone as she falls to the floor, giving N and Doll a disdainful look when she landed.

V stumbles slightly as she lands next to her boss, yawning once before begrudgingly congratulating Rebecca and N
"Yeah, congrats or whatever...".

N became a little flustered at the comment from V, pulling his wing out of Doll so that he could properly face his team members. With Doll as limp she was the disassembly drones took her as dead, or in the case of V straight up not notice her.

"Heh, not like you could do anything like this V." Rebecca snapped at her team mate with a aura of smug superiority radiating from her as she did, and the blue disassembly drone was right.

V wasn't exactly the most helpful of the squad with the her preference towards being lazy, nihilistic and being overall unhelpful resulting in the silver haired girl underperforming. Of course N knew that V was lazy but he wouldn't be one to let someone gets away with insulting his crush, even if it was just a small jab.

"Rebecca! Don't say that, V could of easily done this too." N rebutted the claim with a slight look of annoyance on his face, which was also present in his voice. He was now giving the youngest member of the team a glare as both of his hands went to his hips, his back turned to the powered down worker drone that was still slumped against the wall.

The room got a little more tense as the two began to bicker between themselves before J swiftly cut them both off and interrupted. Both Rebecca and V gave their boss full attention as J fake coughed once and fixed her cap, which had gotten a little lose from all the flying and other such activities she had done recently.

The pigtailed drone looked between the two with barely hidden exasperation as she spoke
"Well then, why don't you go and test this, hypothesis of yours Rebecca? You say V couldn't kill of a colony of worker drones and yet you stand here taunting her instead of doing it yourself.".

Rebecca blinked as she took this all in, realising what her boss had said just said. V on the other hand looked like she had won this argument, a sly smile on her fanged face as the she tried to not begin giggling at the now flustered Rebecca .

"Oh... Heh, Of course boss." Rebecca stutters as she tries briefly to recompose herself before giving up and launching into the ceiling. Metal and other roof parts falling as a loud crash was heard from the collision. One had to wonder if she could of made less of a mess as V groaned as dust from the uncleaned ceiling now fell on her.

Rebecca just starts to crawl away through the vents before J snaps her fingers and grabs the drones attention
"Rebecca.".

"Y- Yes boss?" Rebecca answers, looking down from the hole she had made in the grated metal roof. Sending down a small shower of metal filings and other such things as she shifts herself to face her boss, the rest of the disassembly drones moved out of the way of said debris.

"Take V with you." These words cause both of the pair to groan with annoyance, J smirking slightly at thier reactions to her order while N stayed silent. Unsure of whether he should say anything.

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