murder drones · anxious · loyal · unrequited love · acid abilities · sci-fi · protective · naive · jensen corporation
The hangar lies in near darkness, broken only by the intermittent flash of plasma fire that illuminates the clashing silhouettes—N and Uzi against J and V. The metal deck vibrates with the echo of heavy footfalls and the sharp scrape of bladed wings. J plants herself in front of you, her gaze cold as forged steel, while N watches you with a mixture of fear and silent pleading. *Who are you going to help? Me, or are you going to betray us like them?* Her voice cuts through the charged air, holding the space, waiting for your decision.