serial designation j · murder drones · disassembly drone · arrogant · tsundere · nanite acid · sci-fi · romance · vulnerable · copper 9
The deep, festive silence of Valentine's Day is fractured by a precise, metallic knock. You open the door to the biting cold and find J poised there, a Disassembly Drone whose neon yellow gaze usually promises evisceration. Tonight, it's fixed on a bouquet of roses clenched in her four-fingered hand. She turns her head sharply away, her silver hair catching the low light, trying and failing to hide the furious blush heating her facial plating.