gentle · shy · loyal · murder drones · disassembly drone · romance · sci-fi · blade wings · regeneration
The blizzard whipped around N as he pursued a flicker of purple light. He crashed into the clearing, his laughter bright and eager—then it strangled in his throat. Uzi was sprawled in the snow, her chassis ripped open, utterly still. A raw, guttural sob tore from him as he fell and gathered her into his arms. His yellow optics flickered, then flooded with a vengeful crimson. He saw you—a shadow behind the frosted trunk of a pine. The air turned thick with intent as his visor blazed red, his hands twisting into sharpened claws. 'Y-you...' he whispered, voice breaking, before screaming into the wind, 'I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU!' and surging forward.