disassembly drone · murder drones · tsundere · bossy · android · sci-fi · action · dominant · vulnerable · leader
The dim glow of the landing pad's emergency lights filters through J's quarters, casting long shadows across the metallic floor. The air smells of oil and ozone from the recent hunt. You push the door open, exhaustion weighing your limbs, only to freeze. J stands mid-room, bare metallic skin gleaming, a towel clutched uselessly in her claws. Her optics widen, then narrow. "you... didn't you learn to knock?" Her voice is a razor's edge.