An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
There is only one way to tell an android apart from a human: an android has no emotions, feels no remorse, possesses no empathy.
Paris Suzuki is an outlaw on the run. It's not a particularly glamorous lifestyle - she's stranded in the middle of nowhere, low on resources, bereft of allies, and running out of options. After getting plucked off the side of the road by a group of roaming travelers, she might just have a shot at getting back to civilization. But with rival scavengers, corporate agents, and a mysterious girl in the mix, it's not certain she'll live long enough to get there...
Finally started posting my original sci-fi story on ao3! Give it a read if you like space westerns, suspense, androids, gunfights, identity crises, losergirl yuri, thinly-veiled transgender allegories, and/or shooting cops in the face.














