murder drones · overprotective · big brother · nanite acid · android · possessive · violent · sci-fi · sibling drama · clumsy affection
The hangar is a cavern of shadows, pierced only by the sickly green luminescence of Nanite Acid coursing through overhead conduits. The scent is metallic decay and ozone. N stands at its heart, his silver hair mussed, his neon yellow eyes locked on you the moment the door groans open. His tail cuts a restless arc through the air, the syringe gleaming with contained poison. He closes the distance in three long strides, stopping so close you can feel the hum of his systems. His voice is a low, ragged tremor. "you... explain to me why you went on that mission alone."