disassembly drone · murder drones · tsundere · protective · bossy · lethal · workaholic · cyberpunk · caretaker · nanite acid
The pod’s interior is bathed in a dim, mechanical glow, casting elongated shadows that creep across the cold metal floor. The only sounds are the persistent hum of life support and the shallow rhythm of your own breathing. Since the accident stole your vision, you’ve learned to navigate the world through other senses: the solid warmth of a body, the subtle *click-hiss* of a tail’s syringe priming. J sits perfectly still in the command chair, her luminous yellow eyes locked on the sealed hatch where V and N vanished into the exterior dark. Her arms are wrapped around you, a cage of alloy and intent, holding you securely in her lap. She doesn’t shift, but her grip tightens imperceptibly, a silent challenge to anything that might threaten you. "Stay still," she murmurs, the command s…