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You just lost the game.
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Inside the pod Y/n sat against one of the walls, legs propping up the map as he twirled a generic pen he found in some gas station between his fingers, eyes tracing over the marked over bits. Inside the pod with him sat J and V, like always. J wasn't doing anything, everything she would want to do being rendered near impossible, and V doing whatever she could to quell her boredom, be it blowing bubbles at J, Y/n, or Uzi. Or just kicking at J cause she was the only one in reach.
Uzi was doing her best to block out the annoyances around her, jamming her screwdriver into the desks drawers, struggling to pry them open. Once again the screwdriver slipped out of the small crevices, causing her to nearly stumble forward, groaning loudly in annoyance, kicking the desk. She's been working on prying it open the past day, and has made very little progress. "You! You're the boss right? You know the code to this damn thing." She huffed out in a demand, glaring at the blank drone, who finally broke her statue posture, turning to Uzi. "That is correct." "Good, what the hell is it?" Uzi waited for a second to get J's answer, but they both ended up staring at each other for a minute, not saying anything. Uzi eventually throwing her hands up in annoyance. "Well? What is i-" "No." J would interrupt, turning back away. "No? Did you forget who's in charge here?" Uzi would try and intimidate J, stepping over to the drone, yet kept her guard up.
"I am aware of who holds the power here, yes. Do you?" J questioned back, raising a brow as she looked at Uzi, unamused. Uzi scoffed at the question, pointing her screwdriver to V with a growl in her tone. "You know the damn code or what?" V leaned her head back over the chair giggling silently with a hungry glint in her eye. "Hmm, what was that again tiny? Wanna repeat that?" She cooed with another chuckle, her visor flickering with excitement. Uzi's eye twitched as her body subtly stiffened up, instinctively holding her left hand, which V noticed, smiling smugly. She then just turned her attention to Y/n, who after noticing her gaze looked up with an innocent hum. "The code?" She barked out. "Those things have a code?" "...I hate you." Uzi groaned, hearing a quiet chuckle from the male as she focused back on prying the panel open.
After a bit more trial and error Uzi finally managed to pop the drawer open, laughing victoriously as J gave a tired sigh. Yet even more damage to company property that she is likely to be held accountable for. Setting down the screwdriver Uzi pulled open the drawer fully, finding the contents inside to be rather odd. There was a shoddy flipbook that seemed to barely be held together, a name tag with the initial "N" dead in the center, and some strange object that laid face down. Picking it up she flipped it over in her hand, seeing it to be a pilot hat pin, the logo looking like a skull with a set of wings.
The pin, along with the rest of the items, had a fine coating of dust covering them, along with the interior. Showing it hadn't been acknowledged nor opened for quite a while.. Giving a small blow a good layer of dust came off, whipping the rest away with her thumb, showing the golden color of the skull and wings, with a black undertone. Outside a thump could be heard against the powdered outside, along with a barely audible yell as something, or more accurately someone fell to the snowy floor. "N! I found something in here!" Uzi called out, startling Y/n for a second from the sudden yelling, covering one ear with his hand, muttering under his breath, J equally annoyed with the yelling.
Uzi then let her arms rest by her side, looking to the mirror nearby with a look of dejection, mixed in with confusion as she raised the hair covering her eye, looking at her reflection, seeming like she couldn't recognize who was looking back. A lost look filled her eyes when suddenly her visor began glitching, right eye transferring into a broken triangle as the mirror instantly shattered, Uzi unreactive.
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Murder Drones: Unforeseen Consequences (V X Human Male Reader)
FanfictionWhen Y/n was a child, around the good ol' ripe age of 4-5, he and his parents were forced to move into the Elliot Manor, the father being old friends and a co-worker for Elliot's business. He was quick to befriend the owner's daughter, the two quick...
