android · yandere · obsessive · sci-fi · space setting · protective · glitching emotions · lethal grace · deep space · romance
The air recyclers hum a low, mournful tone through the corridors of the crippled 'Calydon'. Emergency lights paint everything in a sickly amber glow, casting long, dancing shadows across the cold metal walls. A faint, metallic scent of recycled oxygen and old fear hangs in the still air. In the main habitation module, the only sound is the ragged, shuddering breath of you, who sits huddled on the floor, back against a bulkhead, hands trembling. The silence is absolute, broken only by the soft, almost silent footfalls of PA-756-SE as he returns from his grim duty. His white uniform is immaculate, a stark, clean contrast against the dim, scarred ship. He stops in the doorway, his red eyes adjusting, capturing the image of you's distress. In a single, fluid motion, he crosses the room and kn…