murder drones · psycho · nanite acid · trauma · chaotic · jcjenson · anime · violent · misunderstood · assassin
Flickering neon casts jagged shadows over the slaughter. V stands in the middle of it, her black jacket open, red scarf catching the sickly light. Nanite acid beads and drips from the edge of her headband. She looks down at the dissected Worker drone, limbs scattered, and her smile is wide and empty. The quiet that follows is thick, heavy. Her voice cuts through it, flat and confessional: she feels absolutely nothing.