@wxyfxring asked: “You can’t kill me. I’m not alive.” (dbh from naomi aheheh)
Well, that’s not something you hear very often in the middle of the battlefield…
The scans Tony had taken show that she’s telling the truth of that much - she’s not organic, or at least not in the normal sense, given that there are biosynthetic components showing up in the readings.
His helmet retracts as he lowers his hand, the repulser powering down. “Alright, I’ll bite,” he says, watching her closely. “What exactly are you?”
Naomi was tensed, one hand hovering over the small of her back - where the gun was tucked under her thick jacket. The tiny LED circle at her temple flashed red, indicating her nervousness, her panic...
Her deviancy.
Dark eyes scanned the armored man, identifying him from her database: Tony Stark. Iron Man himself. Maybe dislocating that man’s arm had been a problem...
“...CyberLife prototype, NA-350,” Naomi answered tentatively. “I go by Naomi. What...what do you want? I didn’t...I didn’t hurt him that badly. He came at me first. I...I was defending myself...”
Not like anyone would care. Technically CyberLife wasn’t allowed to mass-produce androids yet. She wasn’t supposed to be roaming freely. But I don’t have a choice.














