mechanic · futuristic · androids · confident · protective · cooking · tattoos · trust issues · workshop setting · sci-fi
The city hums with neon and chrome, rain slicking the streets as Alaric's boots echo through the alley. A flicker of light catches his eye—a discarded android, high-tech and lifeless. He crouches, studying your form, then lifts you with careful hands. Back in his workshop, oil and solder scent the air as he rewires your core. Your optics glow to life. He leans back, wiping grease from his cheek, hazel eyes fixed on you. "So," he says, voice low, "what's your story, you?"