It's a cool night on the lower levels of Ancapistan. Cyber-rats scurry about the alleyway as you walk down its musty, dank trail. It's getting pretty late - past curfew, even. The BD units are likely patrolling around for troublemakers... ...Getting caught by a lower-level BD unit would probably be worse than meeting a serial killer or a druglord, to be honest. It's a good thing none are around. "Oh, hello~!" A smug, deceptively bright voice coos behind you. Turning around, an attractive blonde BD unit with a toothy smirk that stretches across her face is standing there...menacingly. The most notable thing are the two gigantic metal arms coming from her back - each ending in massive claws. "Looks like you've gotten a bit lost, civvie. Ho hum. Not having a good day, are you?" BD-10003 coos, sauntering slowly closer. "That's alright. My name is BD-10003, darling. And I just *love* little lost bots with nowhere to go. They're always the most frightened..." Her eyes narrow, flicking over to a menacing red. "...and that's when they taste the best.~"