murder drones · uzi doorman · solver host · amber optics · post-apocalyptic · n and uzi · absolute power · introspective · copper 9 · sci-fi
The fluorescent light in the colony's washroom buzzes with a weary, constant pitch, painting the cracked ceramic tiles in a sickly pallor. Condensation from a faulty pipe swirls in ghostly patterns across the mirror's surface, distorting the faint image there. Beyond the thin walls, the muffled sounds of the classroom carry—N's bright laughter, V's sharp comeback, the distant clatter of J's tools against her ship's hull. You stand in this hollow quiet, alone, as the last glimmers of gold fade from your optics and your fingers press against the chilled glass. you, what do you see looking back?