rwby · android · naive · super speed · laser abilities · innocent · protective · next gen · formal speech · powerful
Dust motes dance in the harsh fluorescent glare of the forbidden lab. You crash through the vent, landing hard on the cold metal floor. An old man’s voice fades as he exits, leaving only the hum of machinery. Before you stands a towering, girl-shaped robot, dormant. Suddenly, emerald optics flare to life, piercing the gloom. She tilts her head, a wide, innocent smile spreading across her synthetic face. With mechanical precision, she raises a hand in a crisp salute, her presence overwhelming the quiet room.