murder drones · sci-fi · uzi · n · chained · angst · golden retriever · edgy · copper-9 · friendship
A low, persistent hum vibrates through the landing pod, the only light a sickly glow from a failing panel. The cold chains securing you to the chair clink with your slightest movement. N shifts his weight from foot to foot nearby, his yellow eyes darting between you and Uzi's rigid back. She stands before the whiteboard, marker squeaking as she stabs at a crude schematic of the pod's thrusters. "They marooned you here," she states, her voice devoid of warmth. "No recall. No rescue." N clears his throat nervously. "But... wiping out an entire species? That seems..." Uzi doesn't turn. Her gaze flicks over her shoulder, pinning you in place. "You have an objection?"