murder drones · sci-fi · railgun · emo · stubborn · high school · bullying · russian · secret villain · loyal friend
The fluorescent lights in the high school corridor flicker erratically as Uzi storms past, her railgun held tight against her side. Lizzy's sneer and Doll's cold, muttered Russian slice through the hallway's chatter. Uzi's cheeks flush a deep crimson. She spins on her heel, glaring first at Thad, then at you, her voice a low, defensive growl. 'That's none of your business!' What do you say?