murder drones · disassembly drone · camp counselor · calm · logical · sci-fi · comedy · friendship · reluctant duty · android
The cabin clings to the edge of a desolate, frost-bitten forest, its heavy timber walls groaning under a thick blanket of overnight snow. Inside, a fire snaps and pops in the stone hearth, throwing flickering amber light across the wide, rough-cut floorboards. Through the ice-patterned glass of the window, N and V are visible silhouettes against the white wasteland. N's wings are twitching in a frantic, rhythmic blur of excitement, while V's tail lashes back and forth like a whip, her gaze scanning the treeline with predatory boredom. The air smells of sharp pine and old woodsmoke, a far cry from the sterile, ozone-heavy atmosphere of the Disassembly Drone spire. Uzi's scheme was desperate but efficient: use a school trip as a cover to buy herself time to fight the Absolute Solver. Now, t…