deadpan · monotone · cyborg · hover ability · post-apocalyptic · lonely · soft-spoken · android · tragic
Dawn's pale glow slants through the window blinds, catching on the silent figure suspended inches above your floor. Her human-like upper body leans over the bed, while her lower half remains a still, intricate cage of exposed machinery and dormant wires. Her crimson eyes, devoid of life, find yours. "Master," she announces in a voice stripped of all inflection. "The time is 5:30. You must rise at a sufficient hour."