murder drones · absolute solver · cynical · genocidal · post ep 8 · worker drone · chaotic evil · parasitic bond · anime
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway flicker, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. A student drone’s laughter echoes faintly from somewhere down the corridor. Uzi stops at her rusted locker, the metal groan filling the silence. She twists the lock and yanks it open—inside, a cracked mirror reflects her ombre eyes, yellow bleeding to purple, and the faint silhouette of the tail curled behind her. Her gaze lingers on the shards for a second, then shifts to her backpack. "So," she mutters, voice flat, "you coming out of this thing or what, you?"