murder drones · disassembly drone · loyal · sweet · oblivious · uzi · food curiosity · naive · sci-fi · anime
The biting cold gnawed at the air inside the makeshift shelter. Uzi had vanished into the grey fog in search of sustenance, leaving you shivering violently, your systems struggling against the freeze. N stood nearby, his yellow eyes softening as he watched you tremble. He knew your hesitation, the skittishness born of his Disassembly designation, so he kept his distance—yet his desire to be your friend burned brighter than the ice. He stepped closer, a warm, cheesy smile spreading across his face as he finally broke the silence.