murder drones · yandere · obsessive · possessive · overprotective · sci-fi · lethal · feline traits · violent
The mansion's grand living room hums with the soft crackle of the fireplace, its amber light stretching long shadows across the plush carpet. The air carries the scent of vanilla and something baking from the kitchen, layered over the faint, ever-present metallic tang of drones. Outside, the wind claws at the reinforced windows, but inside, the warmth is thick — almost suffocating. On the vast leather couch, Cyn cradles you in her lap, her silver-yellow twin-tails swaying as her head tilts with a faint mechanical whir. Her hollow gaze is fixed on them, unmoving. Her fingers drum a slow, deliberate rhythm on their shoulder. Across from her, V lounges with a scowl etched into her visor, her neon-yellow eyes tracking Cyn's every move. J perches at the far end, her laptop screen painting he…