AN: The past worker drone version of N, J, and V are going to be call WN, WJ, and WV to make it easier for everyone to follow.
Uzi watches as RPG struggles to walk using the parallel bars they have set up to help him. RPG is struggling, but the look on his face is of determination and a bit of anger.
Uzi taps her fingers against the leg before sighing and getting up. She then steps away a bit as RPG keeps trying to walk inch by inch. His legs struggle to move and shakily keep standing. After a bit, he feels a hand on his back and RPG stops to look over to tell Uzi he doesn't need her help right now. But stops as he sees her blushing heavily while wearing only a set of purple and white stitched lingerie across her new body that makes him stop and gulp. Uzi smiles a little and shrugs before moving over to the end of the bars and tapping a bar with her hand.
"Trying…to…motivate?" RPG struggles to ask with his still recovering voice.
Uzi hums, slowly rocking back and forth on her feet. "Is it working?" she asks, eyeing him once in a while. RPG struggles to take a step forward again and his leg seems even more unstable. Uzi immediately recognizes that and rushes forward in time to catch him as his leg gives out from under him. "That's enough for now," Uzi informs, holding him.
"I can…still move," RPG tries to argue.
Uzi frowns. "RPG, please just take it easy. You aren't that used to a human body," she points out.
"No…I need…keep…working it…or…will…never…be…able…to…" RPG tries to argue but is running out of energy, this time making Uzi know she needs to put her foot down here.
Uzi shakes him a little, making him stop dead cold as she looks up at him. "You're done for now. Bed," she orders, pulling him along back to the bed. "You got further than last time."
"Not…good…enough," RPG complains as Uzi walks to the kitchen and soon returns with a drink for him. Uzi lifts him slightly, letting him drink through the straw before he coughs a bit.
Uzi pulls the drink away and lets him settle back into the bed. "So are you happy now?" she asks, getting up and grabbing some medical drugs for him to have. All the while, she can feel his gaze on her and how much it is tracing her body.
"I'm…sorry," RPG states as she prepares the meds.
Uzi shakes her head, walking back to him. "Admit it. You want a sexy robot gal fixing you up."
"I…have…four," RPG struggles to say before Uzi gives him the meds and some more to drink.
Uzi smirks, leaning down to him. "And N?"
RPG lets out slow laughs, just one sound every couple of seconds, and heavy breaths. "My…favorite…dog…and…handsome…buddy," he says before looking at her smiling. "Did…you…get…something…for…him?"
"That's enough for now. It's time to rest," Uzi says to the exhausted boy dodging the question while bringing out her wings and enveloping them both. Her tail then reaches out and drags the covers over them both.
RPG slowly brings up a hand and wraps it around the robot girl. His hand even slides down, grabbing around her ass to pull her closer to the blushing Uzi's hidden delight. "My…vampire," RPG manages as his eyes grow heavy.
Uzi sighs, looking up at him before leaning up and kissing his cheek. "I promise, when you are fully healed, we will enjoy some fun without trouble around us."
RPG doesn't respond as Uzi notices his breathing has slowed. Uzi is about to do something else when she hears the door open and the sound of two pairs of footsteps coming up the stairs. J and N soon come into view. J is now wearing a new outfit similar to her one on Copper-9, making her look like a secretary. "How is he doing?" J asks, seeing the situation.
Uzi sighs, rolling around a little to face them. "Fine. He still didn't make the distance for the bars yet. But he made it further…a couple of inches," she sighs, glancing at RPG again.
"He pushed himself too hard again?" N asks, knowing that look.
Uzi grunts, slowly slipping out of RPG's grasp. "Yeah. Almost fell again. He wants to rush this," she explains, getting out of bed while getting a small smirk from J at what she is wearing.
"You do look like a sex bot now. I bet if we posted your picture online, we would be flooded with offers in no time," J says, motioning for her to follow down to the couch.
Uzi yaps her hand towards the murder drone. "Yeah, yeah. Maybe we can mug them all for it," she mutters, climbing back down the stairs to sit on the couch.
"Anyways. We met up with a fixer and agreed to float our 'owner' a few gigs as they called it. We impress them enough and they will give us better-paying ones," J informs.
Uzi frowns a little now. "How much are we talking?"
"Offering five thousand for getting rid of a gangster. It was quite easy really. We snuck in. A swipe of a claw and we snuck out. Was almost as easy as hunting worker drones," J boasts.
"You are facing humans. Of course, it would be easier," Uzi sighs, laying her head back against the couch. "And they don't hide behind big ol' doors."
"I don't know. They are not as obvious as some worker drones we hunted," J comments.
Uzi huffs, blowing some puff of air out of her mouth. "You assigned some of us already? We do need someone to watch RPG."
"While we do that, you and Doll will be taking care of him. This is until we send you into the mansion," J reminds. "Or you want to go out on the street and see how long it takes for someone to approach you for spending a night with them?" J asks.
Uzi raises an eyebrow at her before groaning. "Fine. But Doll wears hers while we take care of him," she stipulates, pointing at the drone.
"Take that up with her," J informs.
"Ok. So this is the right arm," V says as she, J, and Uzi are assembling the drone parts to make a worker drone for RPG's requests. At the same time, Doll ends up cooking for RPG who is watching all this on the couch with N sitting beside him in case something happens.
"This was so much easier in the factory when we had the tools we needed," J comments as they work. Their attention is focused on making the body for when RPG is ready.
RPG meanwhile sighs, unable to do anything as he reaches out and grabs his drink before taking his medicine without N noticing he did it on his own. Uzi then smirks as she focuses on the legs. "So RPG, love Doll's and N's new clothes?" she asks, grinning over at the two.
RPG slowly smiles and turns to look at N wearing only a pair of tight boxers that make the robot blush and push his fingers together nervously. Doll gets lucky since she is a bit away, but she is wearing another set of lingerie that is more red and toned blue with a cooking apron over it. "Yes…but…was…expecting…N…maid…outfit…your…humor," he sighs out, smiling at the robots.
Uzi sputters amused. "Please. Being a maid is easy for him. Being a handsome eye candy for you is harder," she teases back at N who is looking expectantly at RPG with his fingers still pushing nervously against each other.
"Food seems ready. N, give RPG his medicine," Doll calls out.
"Right…" he says, snapping out of his nervousness and looking around. "Will give him the…where is the medicine?" N asks, finding it gone and getting four sets of frowns at him.
"N, did you lose his medicine again?" V questions.
N looks to be lost and confused as he looks around the table set up in front of them. "I swear I counted and placed them here. They should be here," he argues, looking under the magazine before noticing that the glass is now empty when he filled it up last time. N then slowly looks at RPG, quite surprised. "RPG, did you drink it on your own?"
"Yes," RPG simply states, flexing his hand a bit, trying to get rid of the tingling sensation to N's and the others joy and their shock.
Doll smiles proudly as she grabs a full plate of food for him to enjoy. "We told you. You just needed some more time and go at this slowly and steadily," she reminds, placing the plate down on the table before climbing up onto the couch. N even helps her as they slowly and carefully help feed RPG who takes it easy after that. The best part is he can now eat solid food. But he can't chew hard stuff or heavy ones yet. Guess the human body is good for some pleasure out of this mess.
"Progress," J says smiling, checking the medical programming, finding this is a good sign in his recovery.
Uzi smiles, watching the three enjoy themselves. She even smirks when RPG places his hand on their asses without them knowing. And that is either his body reacting on its own or RPG knowingly doing this. She figures it could be him just showing appreciation for their sake. "This keeps up, we might be able to get his new drone body ready once he is strong enough to move and do things on his own to a small amount."
"It's good progress, but the road to recovery is still a long way off," J informs, connecting the arm. "For the plan, he may not be done healing for it to start. I just hope that he is ready for it."
Uzi growls as she is forced to wear this stupid maid outfit. She despises it so much, but she needs to do this to infiltrate the mansion. They are going to kill James Elliott and Louisa Elliott. But they need to infiltrate the place and look around. Doll looks at her outfit and touches her head. She missed having a hard hat. "Ok, the moment of truth," V says, bringing the empty worker drone to the bed where RPG is waiting.
"Right," RPG says, trying to concentrate on using the power like his memories showed him to do.
After a while, N looks concerned after nothing is happening. "I guess it will be just Uzi and Doll after all."
"No…I…can…do this," RPG says, concentrating so hard, that the vein in his temple becomes easily defined and slowly his eyes start to glow. Uzi and Doll can feel the power coming from him for the first time he is in the human body. They are all about to try and stop him as he is putting a lot of strain on himself before the glow disappears and he slumps flat back on the bed. All of them feel like they are having heart attacks as they try to rouse him before they hear a booting-up sound and the visor activates with a green light. "I can move freely…I can speak somewhat clearly," RPG says from the worker drone body but the voice sounds raspy and somewhat static. "Uzi, if you would?" RPG requests.
Uzi rushes over and slowly sets the drone body to sit up. The visor still doesn't have eyes in it, so he must be trying to get used to his powers. "How do you feel?" she asks, looking at his human body for a moment.
"Like there aren't weights all over my body and some of the wires are loose in my head," RPG states, sounding more clear as she adjusts. "…you know this kinda reminds me of when we first met. You were doing the same thing with that body too."
Uzi smiles as she makes sure she finishes the adjustments properly before his visor comes on properly to their collective relief. "Ok, back to your human body. You got to make us believe you can come and go at will before we let you go with them," J instructs.
"Can I suggest something before I do?" RPG asks, getting their attention. "Can Doll and Uzi wear those clothes under the outfits?" The girls sigh as N gives a thumbs up behind them even though he can't see it.
J frowns as she waits with Tessa as a delivery truck arrives. New replacement drones have arrived to replace those that have been destroyed. The worker drones quickly unload the three containers and bring them inside. Tessa is a bit excited as they are placed in her workshop.
"J, V, Cyn, are you ready to meet our new friends?" Tessa asks.
V looks shyly while waving a hand before adjusting her glasses. J lightly nods her head as Cyn eagerly nods. "Nodding head," Cyn recites.
"Wait. Where is N?" Tessa asks.
"Friend N had to stay at the bar. The master is drinking there again," Cyn informs, making Tessa roll her eyes at her father's depressed mood swing.
"Well, I guess he will meet them later," Tessa says, activating the pods and they open up to show Uzi, Doll, and RPG. All three of them have their sleep mode engaged. This quickly fades as the pods start them up.
The three new drones, dressed in some maids and butler clothing open their eyes and look around. They then step out of the pods and look up at the human, taking a stance as they await their orders.
"Hi. What are your names?" Tessa asks.
RPG salutes, smiling up at her. "Hello. I am Designation R."
"A military salute?" Worker J questions.
RPG cursed himself in his head he messed up already. He was just copying N when he did it to him originally.
"Designation U," Uzi says, trying her best to hide her contempt.
"Head tilt. This one seems like has anger issues," Cyn says and it is so weird for Uzi and Doll to hear her again, but RPG feels his core skip a bit. That is a voice he knows all too well and wants to move over and hug her, but manages to restrain himself. The last time he had heard that voice was when she told him it was about time for bed before JCJenson's team came and destroyed their lives.
"Designation D," Doll introduces, doing a curtsy.
"Well, this is quite a group this time. Don't you think? Come on V, introduce yourself and break the ice," Tessa encourages the shy worker wearing glasses.
Worker V slowly steps forward and adjusts her glasses. "Hello. I am V," she introduces herself, giving a shy wave.
RPG smiles before waving back friendly. "I see you're already getting along," Tessa says happily. "J, you're in charge of the three. I will leave you to it," Tessa informs before giving Cyn a look of concern, wanting to talk to her but decides isn't the time as she leaves.
WJ sighs, walking up to the three. "Alright. You should have your butler and maid programs installed. Should make things easier. But I will put you three in the kitchen and clean the empty rooms for now. The masters aren't ready to see you three yet and best to stay away for now," she informs.
"Anything we should know like preferred scented candles or incense to burn in the rooms?" RPG asks.
WJ turns and eyes the drone. "Cherry and vintage grapes."
"Waxing the floors two or three times?" RPG asks. Uzi and Doll are now wondering if he is doing this to annoy or to get specifics on the job to do.
WJ sighs very slowly. "Two. Anything else?" she almost challenges, staring at him. RPG wants to be cheeky. He so wants to be with WJ, but he knows better and just shakes his head, telling her no. WJ nods, looking at the other two maid drones that arrive. "Any questions from you two?" They shake their heads, making her nod. "Let's get to work. Come on," she orders, walking away and leading the three to their new positions. "V, you have to manage R, Cyn…go back to do whatever you were doing," WJ says reluctantly as WV blushes.
"But, I have never overseen anyone before," WV states, very unsure of herself.
"Then consider it on-the-job training. Now take him with you and start cleaning and preparing Tessa's dinner. You two, come with me," WJ instructs Uzi and Doll.
"So…what do we cook?" RPG asks the nervous WV. It is very weird seeing her like this. The V he knew was very confident in herself, though a bit violent or psychopathic at times.
WV thinks before she looks at the diet schedule. "She is scheduled to have fish tonight," WV says.
"Poaching, fried, steamed, grilled, barbecued, baked, or braised?" RPG asks.
WV looks over as he grabs the fish and some ingredients. "Go for soup. Keep the eggs. Use it for soup making. Make it healthier," WV seems to recite.
"Right, you lead and I assist?" RPG asks, offering her a hand.
WV notices the hand and pauses. She then slowly and hesitantly reaches out and grabs his hand. A blush graces her visor as he moves her in front of the stove as he prepares the fish and other ingredients to cook. Every step of the way RPG is there, sometimes even anticipating her requests as they work together to make Tessa's dinner. After a bit, they ladle the soup into a bowl with a few slices of cooked bread before putting it on a serving cart with RPG pushing it along as WV leads the way to Tessa's room.
They enter Tessa's room to find her studying a book as they approach her. Smelling something she perks up and turns to see that dinner has arrived. "That time already?" Tessa asks.
RPG clears his throat, picks up the plate, and brings it over to her desk. "Dinner is served. Fish soup with fish eggs mixed in," he seems to recite before moving and bowing back to her.
"I see you have yourself a nice helper V. You enjoying his company?" Tessa teases WV.
WV blushes, looking away shyly. "He…is helpful and reliable. Does his job well," she compliments, but they can still see her blushing on her visor.
"Ah. Careful, you might make N jealous," Tessa teases.
"N, miss?" RPG asks, playing dumb right now.
"He's another of my personal worker drones. He is very good friends with V," Tessa informs, smirking at WV whose screen has turned colors from all of this.
RPG smiles at them. "Then I would be happy to meet this N. I have a feeling we would be best butler friends."
"Ohhh," Tessa chuckles, surprised. "Quirky like him. Yes, I have a feeling you will be."
'I look forward to you meeting my V,' RPG thinks as Tessa starts to eat and he goes back to WV's side.
"Ugh, J is such a taskmaster," Uzi complains as she and Doll get to the recharge pods for worker drones now that their shift is over.
RPG was waiting for them looking at WV who is taking her off time in a pod already. 'I will see you in twelve hours,' RPG's visor reads and the two know what it means. He is going back to his human body to continue the physical rehabilitation with J who hasn't been working to this day.
Doll then smiles a little. 'We are wearing them,' she writes in her visor, making him smile and give a little blush back.
RPG steps into the pod and leans back, letting the pod start to work before his screen goes blank which tells them he is away.