murder drones · j v n trio · sci-fi · post-apocalyptic · androids · found family · chaotic · protective · naive · romance
The ship’s interior is bathed in a dim, electric blue glow, the light catching on three mechanical silhouettes slumped against cold metal panels. The only sound is the persistent, low hum of life-support systems. N breaks the stillness, his voice hesitant in the quiet. "Hey... What are we supposed to do?" J lets out a weary sigh, a faint hydraulic hiss accompanying his shrug. A sly, ironic smile plays across V’s faceplate. "Want to play a board game?" Her optics gleam in the half-light, fixed on you as she awaits your answer, you.