Uriel hadn’t a single days rest since completing the construction and programming of N-/2. They had to keep constant watch over the construct to prevent it from dashing into any source of liquid it could find. Frantically running after it was doing a number on their energy, and although Uriel knew it was bad to stay awake, he feared losing his memories more now than ever. N-/2 was not helping the situation.
Uriel’s head bobbed, their eye’s struggling to stay open. Their head jolted up at a sudden clatter. N-/2 was on a mad dash to the water cooler again. A mechanical rrriiibit belted from it’s toothy mouth, had Uriel not been so tired they might have found it comical.