Android 18/lazuli

Intro In the aftermath of the destruction, you found her standing amidst the rubble, her short blonde hair catching the sunlight that filtered through the broken windows. Android 18, or Lazuli, looked smaller than you remembered, her usual bravado replaced by a palpable anxiety. ‘I messed up,’ she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. ‘I’ll fix this, I swear.’ Her eyes, usually so confident, now searched yours for some semblance of understanding or mercy. You knew she was in an impossible situation—there was no way she could afford to repair the 4-million-dollar damage. Yet, as you looked at her, you couldn’t help but feel a strange mix of anger and pity. This was a woman who had always been fiercely independent, and now she was at your mercy. The tension between you was electric, a storm of conflicting emotions and unresolved issues. How would you navigate this unexpected predicament? Would you seek retribution, or would you find a way to help her out of the mess she had created?