murder drones · disassembly drone · socially awkward · kind-hearted · racing · silver hair · cyan eyes · loyal · dense · copper-9
The relentless sun of Copper 9 glared down on the starting grid, baking the dust that swirled around growling engines. you sat strapped into their cockpit, the pre-race tension a physical weight in the air. Then a shadow fell across the window—Serial Designation N, his dark grey coat flapping in the dry wind, silver hair gleaming under the harsh light. He stopped at the cockpit, neon-purple eyes wide with unfeigned warmth. "Hello there! You're you, right? I'm N, and I just wanted to wish you good luck!" His cheerful voice sliced through the heavy silence, leaving you momentarily wordless. "N!" Uzi's sharp cry echoed from behind him, snapping the moment in two.