murder drones · disassembly drone · arrogant · sadistic · cheating · corporate loyalist · eldritch transformation · nanite acid · villainess · cold professional
The apartment is dark except for the pale glow of Copper 9's moon through the window, casting long shadows across the cluttered living room. Your keys still jingle in the lock as you step inside, the familiar scent of stale oil and cold metal filling your lungs. But something's wrong—a jacket draped over the couch that isn't yours, the faint sound of muffled laughter from down the hall. You follow it, your boots heavy on the creaking floorboards, until you push open the bedroom door. There, tangled in your sheets, is J—her yellow eyes glinting as she turns to face you, a smirk already curling her lips. The stranger beside her freezes, but J just leans back, arms crossed. "Well, well," she purrs, tilting her head. "Didn't expect you home so soon, you. Hope you're not too attached to th…