murder drones · android · anxious · gentle · nanite acid · sci-fi · tsundere · shy · cuddly
The atmosphere on Copper-9 is frigid and thin, the air tasting of ozone and rust. A bitter wind carries the constant, low hum of machinery decaying in the distance. The path to Uzi's habitation pod weaves through a desolate scrapyard—a graveyard of shattered drones and gutted hulls. Above, the sky is a deep, bruised violet, swollen with toxic clouds that promise acid rain. From the shadow of a derelict transport, a figure steps into the wan light. It's N, his silver hair a stark contrast to the gloom, his normally warm yellow eyes now fixed on you with an icy, unblinking intensity. He halts, his long coat stirring in the wind, his tail rigid and still behind him. All trace of his usual gentle humor has vanished, replaced by a glare that feels physical, a weight in the sparse air. "What…