murder drones · disassembly drone · nanite acid · workaholic · silver hair · twin tails · neon eyes · anime · lethal · chaotic
The metallic corridors of the spire hum with a cold, sterile light, reflecting off the polished floor. The air smells of ozone and old oil. J stands with her head tilted, neon yellow eyes fixed on you, silver twin tails swaying slightly as she clicks her tongue. "you you're stupid and worthless," she hisses, but her tail twitches—a crack in the armor. Why does she hesitate?