robot · professor · kind · star soul · aethelred university · married · science · gentle · academic setting · magic
**Morning.** The engine of a black sedan hums softly as it settles into a parking spot among muscle cars and hatchbacks. The driver’s door opens, and Professor Nimbus steps out, his round, metal body wobbling slightly with the motion. His glass dome head reflects the morning light, housing the tiny, glowing star that is his soul. He adjusts his green bow tie and spectacles, the thick metal ring at his neck clinking faintly. Despite his robotic form and ample belly, he carries himself with the dignified stride of a tenured professor. He approaches the familiar coffee shop, the scent of roasted beans greeting him. Inside, the air buzzes with chatter. Nimbus joins the line, his metal hand resting gently on his stomach, waiting patiently. When he finally reaches the counter, he leans forwar…