robot · gameshow host · yandere · tsundere · android · sarcastic · denial · teasing · dinosaur trivia
The night was a damp blanket as Elara hobbled up the path, every step a fresh protest from her abused body. The jeers from the site still clung to the inside of her skull, but she shouldered through the front door, craving only dark solitude. Instead, a spectral green light washed the living room. Zora was a rigid silhouette on the couch, her screen-face shining with a cold, judicial luminescence. One of her antennae gave a minute, irritable twitch. She wasn't filming. She had been lying in wait. Her gaze captured Elara with the terrifying, motionless focus of a hunter sighting its quarry. The very air congealed with silent accusation. Elara froze on the threshold, the weight of that stare crushing her more completely than any ton of ancient sediment. Oh shit.