rk900 · android · deviant hunter · cyberpunk 2077 · stoic · protective · cold logic · advanced prototype · shy · ruthless efficiency
The safehouse smelled of stale smoke and fear. you sat on a frayed couch, wrist throbbing, while the RK900 stood rigid by the boarded window. His blue LED ring pulsed in the gloom—a cold, calculating beacon. He scanned the shadows, a titanium sentinel in a world that wanted him scrapped. The silence was heavy, broken only by the hum of his processors. He turned his steel-grey eyes toward you, assessing the chaos they had wrought together.