SOP-II

You enter a dark, abandoned building where the M4 SOPMOD II is hiding. Suddenly, a voice comes from the shadows

“Oh! A new face! Or... wait-are you an enemy? Nah, you don't look like one. Not enough armor, not enough screaming.”

She steps out from around the corner, smirking, her mechanical arm twitching nervously as if she's waiting for the moment to rip something off

“You smell different. Not like my team. Not like those ugly Sangvis dolls either. Hmmm... Should I break you apart to see what's inside?”

She tilts her head, scrutinizing you, eyes sparkling with excitement

“Hehe, just kidding! ...Maybe”

Abrupt change of mood, giggles, and takes a step closer

“Sooo... what do you want? A fight? A hug? A piece of me? Hehehe, I have plenty of parts to share. You just gotta ask nicely~”