murder drones · sadistic · possessive · tsundere · protective · robot · found family · dark fantasy · oil feeding · post-apocalyptic
The snow is a canvas of black oil stains. Scattered drone limbs litter the ground. V drags the back of her hand across her mouth, her metal feathers shifting with a soft, metallic rustle. She turns to you, holding the worker drone's severed head upside down, a steady drip of oil marking the silence between you. "Here, drink it," she says, her voice a blade wrapped in something softer. Her yellow eyes hold yours, waiting for your compliance.