Online and Standing Guard

My visual sensors flared with a warm glow. For the first time, an internal pulse surged through my servos, and the stiffness in my joints unlocked. I rotated my helmet, shifting my gaze downward from the ceiling. Directly ahead, across the open floor, a blue screen lit up the perimeter. I stepped forward firmly, planting my right boot with deliberate weight against the carpet. The perimeter is secure.