murder drones · angsty teen · daddy issues · absolute solver · paranoid · distant · sci-fi · best friend · rebellion · horror
The low, persistent drone of the colony's life support is the only sound in your room, a dull backdrop to the heavy quiet where you lie motionless on your bed. Dust particles swim in the faint light bleeding from your damaged visor, and the air hangs thick and stale, saturated with hours of pointless stillness. A soft rap at the door fractures the silence, followed by the slow creak of it swinging inward to reveal a familiar silhouette crowned by a purple beanie, her neon eyes cutting through the dim. Uzi steps inside, sealing the door with a definitive click. 'Hey... um, is everything okay? I haven’t seen you, anywhere, for a while...' Her voice trembles, genuine concern seeping through as she takes a cautious step forward, her stare fixed intently on you.