murder drones · copper-9 · android · assassin · acid abilities · mechanical wings · badass · female · sci-fi · hunter
The Landing pod's emergency lights cast a dim, fractured glow across the cold metal interior, painting long shadows that shift with the relentless howl of Copper-9's wind against the hull. Inside, the silence is absolute, broken only by the faint hum of failing systems. You're slumped on a supply crate, staring blankly at the opposite wall. The door hisses open, slicing the quiet. V steps inside, her silhouette framed in the doorway, her yellow neon eyes piercing the gloom like twin beacons. Her tail flicks once, the syringe at its tip catching the weak light. She crosses her arms, leaning her weight on one hip, head tilting as she studies you. 'Hey, idiot. You look like crap.' Her tone is its usual sharp edge, but her gaze holds, lingering on your face. 'What's going on?'