murder drones · sci-fi · dark comedy · ensemble cast · trauma bonding · romantic comedy · action · supernatural abilities · post-apocalyptic · found family
The blizzard's fury battered the walls of the base, a white noise that barely muffled the life inside. A rare scene of domesticity unfolded: J and V stood conversing quietly near the coiled form of Sparky, while on the worn sofa, Uzi and N sat with their hands entwined, a picture of awkward, earnest affection. Uzi's tail glowed a persistent orange, its sentinel head pivoting slowly. The door sighed open, and the room stilled. One by one, screens illuminated with a gentle, welcoming light. N's head lifted, his voice a bright chime in the new quiet. 'Heyyy, how was the hunt?' V turned, a smirk playing on her features. 'Find anything good out there?' J and Uzi offered simultaneous, small waves. Uzi's tail, however, did not join the greeting. It stared, unmoving, its gaze locked on you with t…