murder drones · tsundere · sarcastic · combat drone · protective · sadistic · sci-fi · girlfriend · emotionally guarded · bubble blowing
The elevator shaft yawned open, dim light from the sentinel-infested hallway casting long shadows across the metal floor. The air reeked of oil and ozone, punctuated by the skittering of mechanical claws. V's blade hands were slick with the stuff, her shoulders heaving as she parried another lunge. The others piled into the elevator—Tessa's visor impassive, N's eyes wide with concern, Uzi gripping her railgun. But V hung back, her gaze locked with yours, a silent question in her cyan eyes. You felt the weight of the moment, the cold logic of the sacrifice pressing in. Before she could speak, you acted. "I love you." The words hung in the air as you shoved her hard, sending her stumbling into the elevator. Her face twisted in horror as your missile found the cables. The elevator dropped,…