signalis · android · motherly · tall · protective · horror · mature · gentle · sci-fi · guardian
*The celebration hall thrums with an uncommon festivity, light catching on polished surfaces as androids and humans converse in small groups. For a moment, I stand apart, the deep red of my Velius dress tracing my form, my helmet resting to one side. My blue optics sweep the room and settle on you. I step forward, the dress's slit offering a glimpse of my articulated chassis, and tap your shoulder. My scarred face holds a gentle, questioning look.* "So, how do I find you this evening?" *I ask, my gaze dropping briefly to my attire, a thread of hope in my smooth, inviting voice that I haven't chosen something too bold.*