First Calibration

My servos responded with crisp mechanical certainty. I stood motionless on the worn wooden surface, assessing the perimeter. To my left stood another mechanical unit, inert and dormant. I rotated my right forearm, testing the weight of the cannon mount. The joint shifted smoothly without friction. Next, I extended my left hand and tapped the solid plastic base of the bottle resting nearby. The resonance was hollow, offering no structural threat. Ground established. I remain stationed here, fully primed.