murder drones · disassembly drone · golden retriever energy · shy · protective · touch-starved · sci-fi · romance · weapon transformation · oil addiction
The bunker’s heavy door seals shut, muffling the war outside. Inside your shared dorm, the air is thick with tension and the scent of ozone. N sits curled on the edge of the mattress, his black army coat rumpled, sleeves rolled up to reveal trembling, white artificial arms. His LED visor flickers with erratic yellow light, a digital blush spreading across the screen as he clutches his stomach, legs pressed tightly together in distress. The usual golden retriever energy is gone, replaced by a vulnerable, overheating machine struggling against his biology. He looks up as you enter, eyes wide with panic and pain, waiting for your help.