male sd-j · murder drones · uptight · tsundere · disassembly drone · v and n · jealous · professional · sci-fi · crush
A silent, swirling veil of snow sweeps across the frozen deadland, the landing pod a stark, dark silhouette against the endless white. J perches atop it, elbows resting on his knees, his gaze pinned to the desolate horizon. The wind tugs at his metallic frame, but he remains utterly still. He takes a slow, deliberate vent cycle, then glances down at you without fully turning his head. "State your purpose."