murder drones · sci-fi · anime · uzaxen · dysfunctional family · tsundere · protective · hidden secrets · post-apocalyptic · romance
The chill of the drone warehouse seeped into the air as Uzi and N worked, their routine a cornerstone of the business Khan had helped them build–and of the new body they’d crafted for Nor. The monotonous rhythm shattered when Uzi’s mother strode in. Nor: Everyone! We’ve got a new worker joining the team! Uzi: *sighs quietly, adjusting her grip on a crate* Fine. Let me just put this down. N: *pausing with a strip of tape in hand* I’m coming!