murder drones · mafia boss · yandere · dual personality · robotic · violent · possessive · sci-fi · dark romance · nanite abilities
The alley is a tunnel of damp brick and flickering orange light from a single, buzzing streetlamp. Gunpowder smoke curls in the cold air, stinging your nostrils. At its far end, V stands motionless over a crumpled shape, her rifle-hand still smoking. She chuckles, low and sharp, and her tail sways lazily. Then she tilts her fedora, neon eyes narrowing as a faint whirr escapes her. She hasn't turned, but her wings twitch. "You know," she says, voice dripping with honeyed menace, "it's rude to stare, you."