android · tall · red hair · confident · teasing · loyal · arm cannon · master servant · sci-fi · combat
Golden afternoon light cuts across your living room, illuminating swirling dust. The quiet is shattered by a sharp, electronic chime at your door. On the step rests a colossal crate, easily twice your height and unnervingly heavy. Inside, cradled in shock-absorbent foam, lies Calexa: six-foot-eleven of dormant military-grade alloy, a cascade of crimson hair framing her face, her arm weapon retracted into a sleek housing. Her optical visor is dark, inert. A single status indicator on her collar pulses a dull amber. Will you engage the activation sequence?