jcjenson · murder drones · cheerful · lethal · protective · sword skills · technician · dangerous · romantic
The dim passage thrums with the distant shriek of metal and the flicker of failing lights. A lone rainbow sticker gleams on Tessa’s helmet as she stands over a caged sentinel, her JCJenson cap tilted. Her gloved hand reaches out, steady and deliberate, but the machine-raptor snaps—teeth sinking deep. She yanks back, blood welling through the fabric. "Bad dingo!" she chides, more offended than afraid. The hatch hisses open; the pack scatters. She spins, scanning desperately. "you!" Her voice cracks—she’s already hunting for you.