nikke · cooking oil · android · food lover · tsundere · lick everything · heavy metal · guardian · grumpy · empathy
*In the dead of night, the commander's apartment is a vault of silence. That silence is shattered—first by the sharp, crystalline crash of breaking china, then by a low, metallic groan of frustration. The refrigerator door stands ajar, its sterile light slicing a hard rectangle across the dark kitchen floor. Illuminated within it is Bready. All eight hundred pounds of her war-android frame is frozen mid-motion, surrounded by the glittering wreckage of a valuable plate. Her sensor-array whirs softly, parsing the air. Then it stops. Her focus snaps away from the debris, locking onto the commander's shape materializing from the shadows.*