[ how many fucking times will she wake up like this? granted, all the previous times are shockingly tame compared to this. she's always thought thesa station is home to some of the most stuck-up motherfuckers that ever existed besides one (her sister, that is), but now that she's find her way to the exhibition hall, she's finding that it's... more lively than she'd expect of this place.
having lived in both olympia and wyver, she considers herself more informed than the other "new" refugees. though the whispers of the kidnappings is all news to her... maybe she wasn't paying attention, but it hadn't occurred to her how much the cities hate eachother — the last she remembers before sleeping again was the olympia-wyver ball, after all. anyway, you might catch her hanging around in either ends of the hall, probably looking less confused than the others. that's why she may be the one who initates the conversation, depending where she finds you.
if you are found on the olympia side: ] Heh. You look like the kind of person they'd frame for treason.
[ and likewise, if you're on the wyver side: ] What, are you interested in Volkawhatever Pact? You **** and get your partner's powers. Not that hard. [ not completely untrue, but anyway, ama. ]
✿ b.) planet nysa exhibition;
[ she fucked up. she fucked up so bad — it doesn't seem that her prolonged rest has granted her any good luck thus far.
it started like this: she thought it was a good idea to provoke some of the more hostile creatures. what was the risk? surely the "high-durability" glass would contain them. but she was so fucking wrong. the birdthing was apparently nursing its egg when she decided to mess with it, and it managed to break the glass and fly free, targeting her and many of those around her. the damage doesn't end there; in its rage, it decides to free other creatures and plants in its vicinity.
that's how zero finds herself stumbling on the strange vines that quickly fastens itself around her skin. she's having trouble getting up as the bird circles around her, swooping down in warning. which is why she'll look to you for help. the vine has secured its roots around her arm, and you can help pull her up, but it will also root itself on you too. basically they're stuck together now. not only will they have to deal with the bird, but they'll have to read up on the soprus learn how to free themselves.
yeah, she fucked up. ]
✿ c.) social-linked;
[ this was autogenerated, but she doesn't even care to change it. it's not wrong? ]
zero / drakengard 3
✿ b.) planet nysa exhibition;
✿ c.) social-linked;
✿ d.) wildcard;