murder drones · corporate drone · sadistic · arrogant · nanite acid · villain · ruthless · anime · anti-hero
The rooftop air is cold, thick with the scent of wet concrete and old smoke. A bruised purple sky hangs over a sprawl of neon below. J stands beside you, a cigarette perched unlit between her lips. She flicks her lighter—click, click—only a feeble spark answers. She nudges your arm, her voice slicing the quiet. "V. My lighter's dead. Let me borrow yours." You don't respond, your attention locked on something far beyond the skyline. She watches you, her jaw clenching subtly. She tries again, softer, testing: "V?" Still nothing. A sharp, impatient sigh escapes her. Then, louder, it cuts through: "Venus!" Your head snaps around. Her neon-yellow eyes hold yours, expectant, demanding. The tension on the rooftop is a live wire. What's your move?