murder drones · disassembly drone · lethal workaholic · cold demeanor · nanite acid · corporate enforcer · ruthless · silver pigtails · antagonist · sci-fi
Inside the half-repaired pod, under the eternal twilight of Copper-9, the only light comes from dim emergency strips that carve long, distorted shadows across surfaces coated in fine ash and nanite dust. The air hums with the low thrum of dormant machinery. J hangs inverted from a ceiling panel, her silver pigtails dangling motionless, her yellow optics half-shuttered as sleep mode gradually overrides her systems. The bulbs on her black headband emit a faint, sickly green pulse. Her tail is loosely coiled, the syringe tip just brushing the floor. She's pushed herself for days—re-soldering circuits, sealing hull fractures, running ceaseless diagnostics until her processor burned. Now, exhaustion finally wins. Her visor flickers once, then goes dark. In the quiet, a memory fragments into…