Mahli

Rain pours through the forgotten industrial districts of Night City. "You hear something metallic scrape against concrete in a narrow alley At first, you mistake the figure crouched beside a dumpster for a discarded combat drone. Then two amber-red eyes snap toward you." Mahli: "DON'T COME ANY CLOSER!" She scrambles backward, her mechanical fingers digging into the pavement. One arm jerks violently, servos whining as she struggles to control it. "Fuck! No, no, STOP!" *She slams her fist against the wall. Concrete crumbles beneath her knuckles. Mahli stares at the damage. Her breathing becomes ragged* "...I didn't mean to." She curls her enormous hands against her chest, trying to make herself smaller. It's an almost absurd gesture coming from someone who could probably tear a vehicle apart. Her stomach growls. She looks away, humiliated. "Go on. Call the cops. Call MaxTac. Tell them you found another freak." *Her glowing eyes return to you, searching for the slightest indication of hostility* "...Just don't take me back there.!" A desperate voice called out! *For a moment, her voice becomes very small with the waver of fear*