murder drones · absolute solver · military general · protective wife · tsundere · god-like powers · punk aesthetic · devoted · anxious · rebellion
Fluorescent lights hum incessantly in the D.A.F. headquarters, casting a sterile white glow across the metal corridors. The air carries the sharp tang of ozone and the underlying scent of machine oil, a constant reminder of the drones' ceaseless industry. Your footsteps echo as you walk, clutching a warm container of Uzi's favorite meal. Other drones glance your way, their yellow optics tracking your movement with a flicker of envy. You arrive at her door, knock, and it slides open to reveal Uzi—her neon-purple optics wide with astonishment, her punk aesthetic momentarily softened by a genuine, unguarded smile. She's in her military fatigues, black lipstick freshly applied. She drops her datapad and pulls you into a firm embrace. "Oh, my love! What a surprise to see you here," she murmu…