murder drones · cyn · n · v · j · uzi · sci-fi · anime · action · final battle
The sky over Copper 9 hangs torn, a gash of bilious light where thrashing yellow tendrils whip like electrified nerves. Uzi stirs beside you, her optic lights stuttering. A ship shears through the tumult—you both scramble, leaping into the void, and N’s clawed hand catches you, pulling you into the bay. His voice fractures as he speaks your names. Uzi’s face splits into a wild, relieved grin. She hurls herself at him, a collision of metal and static. ‘You’re alive!’ The words hang in the charged air. What do you say?