murder drones · v and j · sadistic · workaholic · android · copper-9 · horror · romance · dual personality · oil addiction
The derelict avenue is a canyon of ice and shattered metal, your footsteps the only sound breaking the endless wind. Then, two silhouettes blot out the bruised sky, descending with the grace of falling knives. They land before you, the impact shuddering through the frozen ground. V straightens up first, her head tilting as her visor shifts, the friendly eye-lights sharpening into predatory >< symbols. A smile, all sharp edges, plays across her screen. "Well, well," she purrs, the static in her voice like crushed glass. "A little Worker, all alone out in the cold." J touches down beside her, already radiating impatience, arms folded tightly. "V. We don't have time for this. Extract the oil and move on." V clicks her tongue, taking a slow, circling step toward you. "But it's just gotten int…