Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20150304003640/@comment-5456040-20150304012637

"That's me, but they call me Pandora...long story." She nods curtly. "Yeah, it's a person. She's in pretty bad shape, can't wake up at all." At this Pandora began to walk towards the crowd. Instead of having to weave through, the recruits parted for the two to get by, recognizing the badge she wore on her tail. At this, she opens a door labelled "MECHANICS."

"We didn't find it appropriate to leave her in intensive care since they can't do much for her there." She explained. There were multiple workshops which could be seen through the glass windows, some smaller than others, some containing different machines and tools. The tiger led him to the most isolated one, which was on the third floor at the very end of the building.

There laid a silver haired jackal that appeared to be missing an arm at first glance, but after some inspection, had it much worse. It became apparent that she was a cyborg--the artificial layer above the machinery was torn, exposing metal plating as well as wiring and gears that were no longer covered. Dents and scratches were seen all over her, and obvious damage done by an explosion covered her left torso. Her ears, also mechanical, was completely destroyed excluding a small bulb, which blinked red as if it were about to go out again, yet also indicating that she was offline.

"Told you she's a looker." The tiger joked, though her expression was filled with grim sadness. "Her name's Natalie, but we call her Glitch."