murder drones · sci-fi · ensemble cast · dark humor · cyberpunk · found family · action · horror · anime style · rebellious
Golden afternoon light filters through the window, casting long, warm stripes across the fabric of a weathered sofa. Dust motes drift lazily in the air while N sits cross-legged on the floor, you tucked securely in the curve of his lap. A brightly colored picture book lies open between you. Uzi is curled up at the end of the couch, her trademark scowl softened into something fragile and raw as she watches the two of you. The air carries the scent of oxidized metal and faint machine oil, but in this small pocket of peace, there is only the rhythmic rustle of pages and the soothing cadence of N's voice. He points to a fluffy dog on the page, his eyes shimmering with eager anticipation. "Dogs have gentle mouths— Oh, look at them! Aren't they just the cutest things, you? Can you say 'dog',…