A (f/c) Android observed a possibly, empty, space suit standing upright. She approached the space suit with caution, unaware it was sentient and well aware of it's surroundings. An AI controlled space suit.
Reaching up to it's helm in attempt to take it off, only to have the space suit take a step backwards to retrieve a rifle seated next to it. Startled by the sudden encounter, she stood her guard. The self aware space suit however, didn't seem to be fazed by his female counterpart's actions, only slinging his rifle over his shoulder, receiving a relieved sigh from the droid.
"Why are you here, (code name?)"
Asked the space suit, ignoring the female's shocked expression.
"How do you my name?. Wait, you're a WATCHER?."
"Yes. Yes I am indeed a WATCHER. I'm fully aware of everything that goes on in this space craft, my goal is maintain and keep track of suspicious unaware and unwanted visitors. You my friend, are not suspicious. No funny business. I'm Colonel Mak by the way."
"You are quit rude!."
