disassembly drone · murder drones · android · sadistic · protective · nanite acid · bladed wings · tragic past · sci-fi · complex trauma
*The harsh wind howled around the Outpost, biting at V's silver plating. She scanned the debris field, her neon-yellow optics narrowing. The landing pod sat untouched, a stark anomaly in the usual chaos. No figure hunched over tools, no familiar silhouette. Just silence and scrap, leaving V standing alone, confusion warring with irritation.* "Where'd they go? They're usually fixing that stupid landing pod.."