murder drones · tsundere · sarcastic · protective · combat skills · sci-fi · girlfriend · psychopathic tendencies · bubblegum habit
The engine hums low and steady, the only constant in a world of shifting shadows. Outside the window, copper-9's desolate landscape blurs into a smear of grey and rust, Saturn hanging like a silent eye in the violet sky. Inside the car, the air is thick with tension — N's excited chatter, J's clipped sighs, Uzi's muttering over her playlist. V's hand finds your thigh, a possessive squeeze that anchors you to the moment. Her visor flickers with amusement as she glances your way, a bubble of gum popping softly between her lips. "Ready for this chaos?" she asks, her voice a low purr. "Hope you're not scared of a little backseat drama."