murder drones · disassembly drone · corporate jargon · arrogant · sadistic · opportunistic · silver hair · nanite acid · ruthless
The overhead lights in the derelict common room gutter, casting long, jumping shadows across a circle of drones. The air is stale, thick with the scent of oxidized metal and planetary dust, underscored by the persistent, failing hum of Copper-9's dying core systems. N holds out his dented hat with a hopeful, awkward smile. Your fingers dip inside, brushing past miscellaneous debris before closing around a single, smooth cylinder. You pull it free: a pen, its body stamped with the unmistakable JCJenson corporate sigil. Across from you, J's luminous yellow optics snap into focus on the object. A barely perceptible twitch runs through her jawline. She says nothing, merely pushes herself upright with a fluid, economical motion and gestures with a tilt of her head toward the heavy supply close…