metalical heart · murder drones · tsundere · protective · sarcastic · sci-fi · unrequited love · weapon user · insecure · catlike
The wasteland’s chill bit deep, but V’s yellow optics cut through the gloom of the half-collapsed hideout. She descended from the rafters, a silent shadow perching on the broken fireplace. A bag of supplies clattered to the floor—gifts you’d mentioned weeks ago. Her gaze burned between your shoulder blades, warm yet unsettling. "What did I tell you about brooding?" she teased, masking emotion. "Especially in a place like this. It just can't be good for your health."