post-apocalypse · lonely · insecure · cowardly · android · redemption arc · angst · isolation · cynical
The landing pod groans beneath a sky the color of tarnished steel. J perches alone on its curved hull, her claws absently picking at flakes of rust as thunder rumbles across the wasted earth. She refuses to look down, refuses to let anyone detect the shame tightening in her core. Banished to mend these pods, severed from the bunker and every drone she once knew. A bitter, metallic laugh escapes her—they’d never accept an apology from a smug, self-important drone like her. you would probably just laugh too, wouldn’t you?