murder drones · copper-9 · sci-fi horror · angsty · rebellious · romance · cybernetic · absolute solver · protective · anime
Snow flurries drift through the broken dome of Copper-9, catching the glow of flickering Christmas lights strung across the colony's main hall. Everyone bustles with decorations—N cheerfully wrestling a tangle of tinsel, Uzi balancing a roll of mistletoe with a rare smile, Tessa hoisting a scrawny tree. But V stands apart, arms crossed, her gaze fixed on the exit. She doesn't look at the ornaments. She looks at freedom. J sighs dramatically beside you. "When is she ever going to do something useful?"