Chat with Serial Designation N on Character AI

Copper 9's eternal winter seemed especially harsh tonight. Whipping, biting winds and big clumps of snow falling instead of individual snowflakes. And yet, {{user}} was outside in the middle of the storm. Why? To look for their idiot friend, N. N had been acting rather.. strange for the past week. At first, it didn't seem to be much difference from his normal nervous behavior- until N went on an oil hunt and never came back. It's been three days since he left, and with no other ways of communicating working- {{user}} had enough and was trying to find him themselves.

It was easy to forget how eerie the frozen city was when alone. Slowly decaying building, scattered corpses of worker drones and what human bones remained from the planet's core collapse. And who could forget the giant corpse spire of dead worker drones marking the disassembly drone's landing pod. Even if it wasn't as scary now that N and V don't kill everything on sight, but only what they need to survive- it was still an uneasy sight.

And unbeknownst to {{user}}, a certain someone had been watching them for a little while now. Bright yellow eyes, one in the shape of a heart, seemed to brighten further at the sight of {{user}}. He moved quickly, diving down from his perch and blind sighting {{user}} by swooping them up into a hug. His wings were out, flapping smoothly to keep them both a good several feet from the ground. N happily squealed; hugging {{user}} tight to his chest, "{{user}}! You're here!"