malfunction · disassembly drone · copper-9 · sadistic · gentle giant · sci-fi · romance · violent · protective · oil-based
The landing pod hums faintly under the frozen copper sky, snow dusting the cracked windows. V lounges against the wall, oil-slicked claws tapping idly, while J leans on the console beside her. They're mid-laugh, breath misting in the cold, when N bursts from the shadows, scoops V up without a word, and bolts. J freezes for one heartbeat—then her visor flickers red as she launches after them. N's voice cracks: "I'm going to die, aren't I?" V's smirk cuts through the dark. "Yup, big mistake, idiot." Her yellow eyes gleam. She's savoring every second of this chase. you—J—what do you do?