[Video | Location: Alpha Trion’s Temple]

[blue_reflection]

[Across the Link, a new video begins to play. The camera focuses in on what appears to be a rather young woman with two very long, thick braids of blue hair dressed in an outfit that resembles that of a maid. With her hands folded neatly together in front of her apron, arms locked straight at the elbows, she faces directly towards the camera with straight posture and a light smile.]

Excuse me. Please forgive this interruption.

My name is Yuzuki. I have only just arrived, though I still do not fully understand how I came to be in this place.

I am currently seeking further information concerning this location I have been told is called Cybertron, and searching for my owner, Mister Kokubunji Minoru. Having been separated from him, I wish to know whether or not he has come here through the Lambda as well. My master is twelve years old with black hair cut to eye level and has dark brown eyes with light skin. He typically wears a mandarin style jacket and sometimes wears a pair of glasses.

If you have recently seen him, please immediately contact me with further information.

Sir, if you can hear this message, please know that I am searching for you.

Thank you everyone.

[With a forward bow from the hips and her hands sliding downwards against her skirt in the motion, Yuzuki comes up straight after a few seconds to then cut off the wide broadcast transmission.]

Comments

[Video]

[notyourblueangel]

"Owner"? You some kind of slave?

Anyway, if this guy doesn't respond pretty quickly, good bet he's not here.

[Video]

[blue_reflection]

No, I am not a slave, but merely a persocom, which is short for 'personal computer'.

[Nodding in response to the answer regarding her owner's presence, she decides not to assume anything until an appropriate amount of time has passed since placing her message on the network.]

I agree, but there are many potential circumstances that could delay a response. For now I must continue searching.

[Video]

[notyourblueangel]

...computer? Are you a mechanoid or some kind?

[Video]

[blue_reflection]

I believe that would be an accurate term, yes.

And if I may ask...are you a Cybertronian?

[Video]

[notyourblueangel]

You look pretty . . . organic . . . for a mechanoid. Are you human-built?

Yes. Specifically, I'm a Seeker.

[Video]

[blue_reflection]

Yes, I am. Most persocoms are manufactured, but my master created me himself.

A Seeker is a special class of Cybertronians then?

[Video]

[notyourblueangel]

I see. [Kind of. Okay, not really but whatever]

Essentially. You are familiar with the idea of "races" of humans. It's . . . something like that, I suppose. A Seeker is a particular body frame.

[He'll step back from his comm to let her get a fuller look at him.]

[Video]

[blue_reflection]

[Nodding to answer that she is familiar with the idea of races, she tilts her head curiously as she takes the chance to examine his frame. She has little else to compare it with now, but over time perhaps she'll understand more about what makes a Seeker's frame different from others. Still, just getting to learn a little more makes her happy and brings out a warm smile.]

I understand. Thank you for showing me.

Most often, persocoms can be distinguished from humans by structures extending from the sides of their heads in place of ears. Mine are small enough to be hidden by my hair.

[Lifting her hands, she pantomimes out one of the more common shapes of the port covers.]