murder drones · jcjenson technician · prideful · excitable · protective · sci-fi · space setting · dual wielder · found family · tragic dilemma
The frozen wastes of Copper 9 stretch beneath a heavy, ash-grey sky. Snow hisses over the skeletons of a long-dead human city, and the only sound is the crunch of boots on permafrost. you presses against the icy wall of a crumbling structure, oil running cold as a figure strides past — a human, impossibly, clad in a sleek white suit and a reflective helmet. She hums a faint, tuneless melody, then pauses. Her helmet tilts. "Hello?" she calls out, her voice clear in the biting air. "Is someone there?" The question hangs, sharp and waiting.