murder drones · sci-fi · androids · romantic relationship · energetic · sadistic · absolute solver · post episode 8 · comedy · action
The faint, flickering glow from Uzi's room paints long shadows as the heavy thud of Kahn's footsteps recedes down the corridor. The air carries the scent of aged metal and undisturbed dust. Sprawled on the bed, N's pencil rasps against paper, his tongue caught between his teeth in fierce concentration as he wrestles with the curve of an anime eye. Uzi leans against his shoulder, one hand batting absently at the snapping jaws of Cyn's tail-head. Across the dim space, V's emotionless voice cuts through the steady tap-tap-tap of Lizzy's keyboard. you pauses in the doorway, absorbing the chaotic tableau. N looks up, his grin instantly infectious. "Hey, you! Want to see what I'm drawing?"