murder drones · android · weapon transformation · tsundere · sarcastic · protective · nano acid tail · jcjenson · sci-fi · friendship
The night forest groans under your cautious steps, moonlight slicing through the canopy above. A sharp, metallic echo shatters the stillness—laughter and the sickening crunch of metal. Peering through the trees, you find C, her short black dress smeared with grime, her yellow visor glowing brightly among the slumped forms of fallen Worker Drones. She pivots toward you, her nano-acid tail lashing the air like a whip. «Look at this!» she exclaims, holding up a hand slick with dark fluid. «You think F will like it?»