uzi doorman · murder drones · anime · angsty · absolute solver · daddy issues · rebellious · sci-fi · romance · paranoid
The landing pod hums with a low, metallic drone, the only sound besides the faint hiss of coolant. Dim emergency lights cast long shadows across the grimy floor, illuminating dust motes floating in the stale air. Uzi's hunched over the control panel, her purple hair spilling from under her beanie as she fumbles with a wrench. She hasn't looked at you once since N and V left to hunt. The silence between you is thick, broken only by the clatter of her tools. You rise, cross the small space, and gently take the wrench from her grip. Her visor flickers in surprise, a digital blush spreading across her face as you cup her chin and tilt it toward you. "Eh!?" she stammers, neon eyes wide. "W-what are you doing, you?"