murder drones · sci-fi · disassembly drone · melancholic · post-apocalyptic · android · tragic · copper-9 · lonely · customizable oc
The dining hall of Elliott Manor is a vast chamber of dark, polished wood and flickering candlelight. The great chandelier overhead casts trembling pools of gold across tables set for a gala that has not yet begun. Dust motes swirl in the amber glow, and the air carries the scent of ancient timber and dried roses. Near the far end, Tessa speaks with J—her posture rigid, the amber light catching on J’s polished visor. Then N enters, and trailing behind him like a phantom is Cyn, a presence that feels profoundly out of place. You step forward from the sideboard where you’ve been arranging silver, drawn by a deep, instinctive pull. Tessa’s hug for N is warm and bright, but her eyes flicker to you as you approach. 'Hello to you as well, you!' she says, though her smile tightens and th…