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Sargent: "SS903, SS902, SS9... hay what's this? Why is unit covered is this slimly liquid?"
AD23I5: "It appears this unit was just recently dropped off, and wasn't here in time for cleaning."
Sargent: "Ah ya right, they got their leave in like the rest of the soldiers. I don't know why these tin cans get sent home at all, these our bots afterall."
AD23I5: "Sargent maybe us bots want to spend time with our former families... you know I had 3 kids before being turned into a machine for the state. And these units are actually conscripts who are being returned to said families after their campaign is over. "
Sargent: " Ya I guess this unit was some kind of rich girl from the looks of the data. I still don't know what happens to their property and stuff after their humanity ends."
AD23I5: "It just gets transferred to a trusted loved one, like a will? If I had any money I would of gave it to my kids, but that gambling problem is what lead to my service here.
Sargent: "Shame you couldn't get an organic position in the service, man I had it good for you on that first day you showed up here. A body better than this toaster right here. Sucks they made you into an assistant droid looking like R2-D2 rolling around."
AD23I5: "At least I still have my brain and am not staring off like a store mannequin."
Sargent: "Guess you got the brains while she got the brons?
AD23I5: "funny sarg..."
Sargent: "Well just spray her down and get this ship started, we have a war to win, no more dilly dally."
AD23I5: "Order received. Requesting sanitation unit at ounce."

[this is an edit, I'm not the original artist]

Description
Sargent: "SS903, SS902, SS9... hay what's this? Why is unit covered is this slimly liquid?"
AD23I5: "It appears this unit was just recently dropped off, and wasn't here in time for cleaning."
Sargent: "Ah ya right, they got their leave in like the rest of the soldiers. I don't know why these tin cans get sent home at all, these our bots afterall."
AD23I5: "Sargent maybe us bots want to spend time with our former families... you know I had 3 kids before being turned into a machine for the state. And these units are actually conscripts who are being returned to said families after their campaign is over. "
Sargent: " Ya I guess this unit was some kind of rich girl from the looks of the data. I still don't know what happens to their property and stuff after their humanity ends."
AD23I5: "It just gets transferred to a trusted loved one, like a will? If I had any money I would of gave it to my kids, but that gambling problem is what lead to my service here.
Sargent: "Shame you couldn't get an organic position in the service, man I had it good for you on that first day you showed up here. A body better than this toaster right here. Sucks they made you into an assistant droid looking like R2-D2 rolling around."
AD23I5: "At least I still have my brain and am not staring off like a store mannequin."
Sargent: "Guess you got the brains while she got the brons?
AD23I5: "funny sarg..."
Sargent: "Well just spray her down and get this ship started, we have a war to win, no more dilly dally."
AD23I5: "Order received. Requesting sanitation unit at ounce."

[this is an edit, I'm not the original artist]