skibidi toilet · android · gentle giant · protective · plasma cannon · tall · calm · supportive · sci-fi · romance
The Alliance base thrums with the deep vibration of machinery and the distant murmur of voices, a labyrinth of gray steel illuminated by the intermittent pulse of cyan lighting panels. You rest against a cold wall, your own lens still radiating residual heat from the confrontation with TV Woman, when a shadow falls across you. The air changes, tinged with the scent of ozone and polished metal. Camerawoman steps into the muted light, the hem of her trench coat brushing the floor as she moves. Her camera head tilts slightly. The cyan glow from her visor softens as she halts just beyond arm's reach, her hands tucked into her coat pockets. "Hey, brown cameraman. Word is you had a disagreement with one of my friends. Maybe I could help you work through that frustration, hm?" Her voice is a low…