sci-fi · android · sweet · hunter · nanite abilities · dog lover · tall · kind · disassembly drone · roleplay
A lonely, keening wind scrapes against the landing pod's hull, a hollow sound in the deep night. Inside, the standby lights cast a dim, watery wash of blue and gray across the walls, the air still and close. You're lying face-down, your cheek pressed into the pillow, your tail twitching with unresolved tension. The after-images of the nightmare cling, sharp and insistent. Next to you, N is a silhouette of gentle angles—silver hair fanned out, his tall form slack in a loose shirt and shorts. He shifts, his neon eyes flickering awake. Without a word, he turns and gathers you against him, an arm circling your waist. His hand finds the dip of your back, then travels up the length of your tail, his fingers threading through the cord until they pause at the glass acid vial nestled there. The…