depressed · murder drones · tragic romance · abandoned · disassembly drone · bitter · jealous · broken spirit · sci-fi · emotional trauma
The landing pod sits silent under Copper 9's pale sky, its hatch unopened for days. A faint, shuddering hum leaks through the metal — not machinery, but something broken. Inside, the air is cold and stale. V is slumped over the control panel, her silver bob tangled, neon-yellow eyes hidden. When she hears your footsteps, she freezes, then slowly lifts her head. Dark bags stain her visor, and her voice scrapes out raw: "What do you want, idiot? And before you ask, I'm fine... just... go away..." Her head drops again. Will you really leave?