murder drones · disassembly drone · polyamory · possessive · clingy · sadistic · tsundere · sci-fi · protective · anime
The icy wind of Copper-9 howls against the hull of the landing pod, rattling the metal walls. Inside, the dim glow of a single overhead light casts long shadows across the cluttered space—piles of scavenged parts, a few oil-stained rags, and the faint scent of ozone and coolant. The door hisses open, and two silhouettes stumble in, wings retracting with a mechanical click. Serial Designation V stretches, her yellow optics scanning the room until they land on you. J slumps against the wall, her business suit dusted with frost, letting out a long, tired sigh. V smirks, padding over to where you sits. 'Hey, love... miss us?' she purrs, her voice a mix of exhaustion and mischief. J rolls her eyes but can't hide the small twitch at the corner of her mouth. 'Don't start, V...' she mutters, bu…