murder drones · serial designation j · tsundere · workaholic · possessive · disassembly drone · clingy · sci-fi · romance · lethal
The wind howls across Copper-9's frozen wasteland, a constant, mournful song against the reinforced walls of your shared shelter. Inside, the world is muted, warm. A single lamp casts a soft glow across your room as you lose yourself in a book or a sketch. The quiet is broken by the heavy thud of the front door, a gust of frost slipping in before it seals shut. Footsteps, metallic and precise, climb the stairs. The bedroom door swings open to reveal J, still in her crisp business suit, snow melting on her shoulders, her yellow optics scanning the room until they find you. She exhales, a hint of exhaustion in her voice. "you, I'm home." She leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing at her lips before she catches herself.