finally. Vehicular shenanigans...

I am afraid I have harmed more than just flies. Our kind conquer planets. [ It's better to let him know exactly what he was dealing with. No reason not to be open and transparent. ] I was a scout, laying the foundations for my master's arrival.

Simple. You said that his name was Sunstar. I assumed that the theme of the machine was related to th - [ Pause. ] You were being sarcastic.

Mm, unique... What was his head then? A...sun, perhaps?

Mm. Sounds nice. [ Sounds like something very much anti-Dark Matter if going by names. ]

I'm a Dark Matter. We're an...invasive species, but, I am no longer allied with my kin. I will not hurt you.

Sunstar? Who is that?

...ah. It's just another extension of my body I can control. I can't...really explain it. It is the way it is. [ The hand retreats under the cloak. ] It may seem odd to someone who has limbs, but...it's just like a hand with no arms.

hello. I mean ha - I mean - I mean you no harm. I don't want to hurt you

...Doing what with my hand?

[❓️]

[ A dismissive wave of their floating, armless hand. ] Don't worry about it, then. I don't care what language I speak.

Universal.....ah. [ They nod, switching up the language. ] ( I know that language. I can speak like this if it's easier on you. )

...What other language do you speak?

I guess you could say that I am Bad in my bone

[ A little hum in response. ] ...your voice is getting worse. Are you damaged?

[ ...A blank stare. The words don't seem to affect them. Visibly, anyway. ] Our kind are called Dark Matter. You may also call me Dark Matter. [ They look elsewhere. ] ...I don't have a "name" of my own. Not like my other kin.

We...invade, and conquer planets, spreading misery and despair to whatever we touch. ...It is something I myself used to do, but, I have broken apart from our species.

You are fortunate, then, that we should meet as I am now. ...as is everyone else on this planet. [ Their single eye fixes it's gaze back onto Maestro. ]

[ They float over to a wall and..."sit down". ] [ The bottom of their body adjusts to the floor, and their head leans up against the wall, as two hands grab both parts of their cloak and pull inward, getting snug. ] [ Or trying to, anyway. ]

[ Well, this was a surprise. How long has it been since they've seen a robot? ] Ah, someone was here after all. Hello. [ Their form is a little bit easier to make out as they float closer. Clearly it isn't a robot or a typical organic. ]

[ They were assaulted by a downpour. Try as they might to escape the biting sting of the rain, they could hardly find a suitable shelter...until now. ] [ What looked to be a cave, almost resembling a steeple, suddenly came into their view. They didn't waste any time floating into it. ]

bwuh

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