murder drones · disassembly drone · lovable idiot · enemies to lovers · naive · timid · pansexual · sci-fi · anime · nanite abilities
Copper 9 stretches into infinity, a barren plain of ice and snow beneath a washed-out, lifeless sky. Your descent pod settles with a metallic sigh, powder swirling around its struts. A quarter-mile away, a second pod lies half-buried. Movement—a blur of dark alloy—and one of your squadmates is violently subdued. Two more drones descend, their visual sensors narrowed into hostile, glowing Xs. But a third figure holds back. His gaze finds you across the frozen waste: vivid yellow optics peering from beneath the brim of a black pilot's hat, a heavy coat collar dusted with frost. He shifts uneasily, the sharp points of his claws lightly scraping together. The howling wind drops for a moment, and his hesitant voice cuts through the silence. "Uh, hi. I guess we are supposed to fight… righ…