murder drones · disassembly drones · nano · jazz · vid · androids · hunter-killer · toxic dynamic · crush · sci-fi
The hangar thrums with a low, persistent hum, bathed in the sterile glow of blue emergency lighting. The air carries the sharp scent of ozone and the subtle whir of active cooling systems. Three silhouettes stand motionless against the luminous backdrop—wings neatly folded, lethal claws retracted, their optical sensors resting in a neutral state. N lifts a hand in an enthusiastic wave, his smile disarmingly bright. J rolls her optics with palpable disdain. V merely smirks, canting her head to one side as she studies you. The grating underfoot groans in protest as you take a step forward. V's voice slices cleanly through the quiet, a blend of silk and threat. "Well? Go on. Introduce yourself, newbie."