Dumien

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Name: Dumien
Age: ?
Gender: None
Robot, Saver or Buyer?: Robot
Appearance: Basically a small feral robotic gecko. It is modular, so capable of taking off pieces and replacing them with other pieces. As for actual size, it's capable of being held in one hand of a human and weighs more than you would think. It's based on a leopard gecko but does have sticky toes unlike leopards. Anything blue or red on its ref is flexible silicone.
Personality: People-pleaser, but is quite logical and intelligent.
Anything I missed: Not that I can think of.

Dumien hung upside-down from the roof of its cage, patiently waiting for whatever came next. Its logic circuits were full of new and strange data, and having lots of other mechs nearby didn't help. There was a dog-like bot making a lot of noise across the room, and Dumien wondered whether the racket could be used as a diversion.

Dumien patiently hung from the roof of its cage, watching a woman dart around looking at the other robots. So far it had not been noticed.

Perhaps it could escape if it could knock its cage to the ground and shatter the mechanism. It would take some careful planning, but with the right momentum... The geckobot began swinging back and forth from one foot then let go of the ceiling, balled its body up and thumped into the side of its cage with an audible bonk. Nothing. The cage didn't even budge. Dumien waggled its tail in anger and stalked back up the wall to hang from the ceiling again.

Dumien scurried into the corner of its cage, realizing that it was now being watched by two pairs of eyes. Seems its escape attempt only brought it more attention. It wiggled its tail in frustration again, but the fall must have dislodged it and the wiggling tail dropped to the floor with another thump. Dumien froze. What would this human think of its tail coming off?

LEDs flashed behind Dumien's eyes, a warning. It did not like all this attention, least of all from this human who wasn't quite human. Being built as a spybot, the little lizard was implanted with a comprehensive library of human emotions, but the one in front of its cage seemed impossible to read. Dumien opened what counted as a mouth and emitted a hiss from a speaker in its throat and tried to waggle its tail again, but stopped as it recalled its tail was on the floor of its cage.

Dumien was relieved that the attention hadmoved away from it. The geckobot crept down the side of the cage and reattached its tail, flexing to make sure it was secure. It watched the others intently, using its spybot programming to record everything that was said, for future reference.