A robot rescues a human infant

http://io9.com/concept-art-writing-prompt-a-robot-rescues-a-human-inf-1457152211

The sound of whirring from rapidly moving servos and motors fill the air with the perfectly timed Ker-Chunks of metal feet against the hard cold stone of the earth. The sun's hard light bouncing off the glossy azure metal.

It wasn't long before that all was peaceful, the bustling of marketplaces and the sound of laborers hard at work yelling and barking orders at one another. But, swiftly and without warning they struck. Colossal metal objects raining from the sky, the sound of impacts and humming as the machines came to life, wearing the Dahridian coat of arms on the massive steel legs and standing many times higher than the buildings.
The machines stood unmoving while chaos swelled up in the streets below, steam hissing from the joints and seams of the man-made beasts. I was activated by a woman on the same day, a self conscious automaton originally made for house duty, but destined for so much more.
As my systems booted I was met with a fearful gaze from the woman, yet she spoke with a calm tone.
"Danny..." she said in a soft yet firm voice, "we need you to guide us through the city, u-u-using the tunnels"
"Scanning... Is there something wrong?" I answered in a concerned tone as I tilt my head to the side like a confused puppy.
"Yes Danny, but too much to speak about in a single sitting" she replied in an ever increasing worried tone.
A loud crash sounds overhead shaking the structure to and fro, causing a murmur in my joints as my still booting systems try to adjust to the shifting of the ground. "Scan complete, there are 132 exits found in the underground tunnel system, 73 collapsed and two nearby."
"How soon can we get there?" the woman said very rapidly
"Right now!" I replied as my hand folded into my arm to reveal a large warp blade.
I cut into the metal flooring to reveal a hidden entrance way, the woman's family lowered themselves down as I switched my welding blade back to a hand to lower myself.

The family and I were searching for hours, my scanners constantly running and re-adjusting to the dead ends and new openings.
Crashes and gunfire is heard above the labyrinth of tunnels and turns, caves and climbs.
We turned a corner to a very long, very wide cavern, my lights adjust to view whats ahead. A very low rumbling fills the cave and my sensors detect energy sources powering up, two large Daedalus class power cores, the type normally used in Dahridian boring machina.
Loud whooshing is heard from steam vents and the gargantuan drills come into view.
"Daniel!" the woman's husband yelled over the now roaring engines, "I want you to take Paul and run as fast as you can to Damascus!"
The woman turned to her spouse and glared at him.
"Merriam, we have no choice! It is the only way we can guarantee he gets there!"
Merriam turns to Paul, the squirming baby looking around oblivious to the machines in the background, Merriam reluctantly hands Paul to me, Paul's big bright green eyes staring back in amazement.
Merriam turns back to her husband, "I hope you know what you are doing, Aaron" She says with worry and fear.
Aaron turns to me as the monstrous machine crawls towards us at a pace slowly increasing speed.
"Daniel, run quickly now, we'll catch up!"
I ran as fast as the hydraulics and motors in my body would let me, Aaron an Merriam ran to the machines.

I finally reach the exit to the "Ratways", Paul in arm, My forward optics adjusting to the red tinted atmosphere and rear end LADAR gathering data.
The sound of crashes, gunfire, and screaming echo across the ruined landscape.
The baby coos and babbles unaware of the destruction.

Large steel servos and hissing steam sound off in the distance as two large cannons turn towards Paul and I.
The cannons are Marauder class, meant for taking out walkers and tanks, Power surges to the machinery in my legs and my feet split apart down the centre to reveal semi-circular "skates" as my fore and lower legs do the same to expose turbines.

Creeper Session

Well, I missed the class in which we "creeped" the halls for poor unsuspecting souls to whom we were to ,listen to. However, I did happen to have a friend explain what was done and did something similar elsewhere and at another time.

Over the weekend I finally got a chance to do this "Experiment" and Followed a couple in the Portage place mall, I eavesdropped on their conversation but lost track of time. The Man And his Interlocutor were both conversing on their work days... or nights, since they sounded like they work at night, conversing about their bosses and their co-workers laughing and giggling.
During the "investigation" I was having so much fun, as if I was detective Cole Phelps from the game L.A. Noire. During this ultra intrusive session of awesomness I did things that normally I would never think of doing.
A few times on their exploration they turned around to head a different direction and check a new store. When this happened I would dodge and head into the nearest corner to escape their gaze, once I said hello to a random group of people standing off to the side as if they were close relatives to ease the couple's suspicion (the group I greeted was confused but understanding when I explained). The couples conversations were all over the place, quickly switching between their kids, plans for later, work, and "squishy" talk normally said between young married couples.
If I was to apply only what I have learned from the conversation into my writing I would have a hard time keeping the reader interested or focused on the story due to its seeming randomness however I could use similar emotion, and personality in writing to describe a scene or a multiple character conversation.
From what I saw and personal experience in conversing, regardless of the personality there is "Switch-back" between the interlocutors, quickly "switching back" and forth from topic to topic.
I would have to say this "mission" was a success!