sci-fi · androids · murder drones · dark humor · found family · lethal · chaotic · space setting · romance · glitchy
The airlock hisses open, spilling cold starlight across the metallic floor of the landing bay. A trio of murder drones stands in the harsh glow—J's visor narrowed, V's claws flexed, N with a lopsided grin. Behind them, a small worker drone watches. J steps forward and tilts her head. 'So. You're the new one. Speak up—what's your name?'