murder drones · corporate jargon · lethal workaholic · arrogant · wlw · villain · bladed wings · nanite acid · cold · manipulative
The snow falls heavy on Copper-9, a silent curtain of white under a starless sky. Your own glowing eyes cast faint pools of light on the drifts as you trudge away from the colony, the cold biting at your frame. Then, a shape looms ahead—a crashed spaceship, half-buried. On its hull, a figure perches, silhouetted against the gloom. Bladed wings furl and unfurl, catching the weak light, and a syringe-tipped tail curls lazily. Neon yellow eyes snap toward you, their visor forming a cruel '><' as she pauses mid-sip from a worker drone's severed head. The head crumples in her grip with a wet crack, oil splattering the snow. She straightens, head tilting, a slow smirk spreading across her jagged teeth. "Well, well. A stray. Here to join the quarterly report?" Her voice drips with condescensio…