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[betterthangarlond]

The first rule of exploration alone was to make sure you could keep your supplies could last - or, at least, you could scavage what you needed.

That was no problem for the robotic Nero, however - what did he need? (He needed so much, he needed to seem like them. It's why he set off alone again, seeking what he needed.) He'd not noticed how the land scanned different, how his recordings seemed to blip and glitch for a few moments, a few days ago.

(Perhaps he had noticed. But that wasn't important to him. N-not important, not like what he was out here for.)

What he had noticed, however, was familiar humming. Familiar, but different-- this wasn't something Garleans would hear. Damnit...!! He thought he'd stopped this.

Perhaps it was because he'd returned to the Flats. There was a lot of technology there - of course Amon would have had a hand in it. And of course--

Huh. There was somebody else wandering here, as well. Now, usually, the robotic Nero would ignore it. But he knew what happened last time, when he heard the hum - he was forced to shift and kill them, when they got closer to Omega. (Honestly, it was it being out of his control that he didn't like. This was his body. His choice.)

And so, he began to move over - bundling his wings behind him. Sure, his neck still glowed a soft blue, but that was easier to bullshit. Same with his fingers. "...You. I don't know what you're doing here, but I'd recommend you leave. Now."

Of course, he had no idea who he was talking to. Else he'd... he'd probably sound less confident.