"Okay, where in Terra is this?" the tall, burly, tailed-and-horned woman demands as she looks around the dilapidated garage, red-tattooed hands on her hips. The tip of her tail is on fire, though its lashing doesn't seem to be burning anything, at least. There's a sword and shield strapped to her back, but otherwise she looks like she's dressed for a trip to the mall, in cargo pants and a crop top.
She stares around in what looks like annoyance at the other people in the summoning circle with her. "And who the hell are all of you?"
II. Machine Envy
"Oh, now these are pretty cool," Nian says, mostly to herself, but also to anyone else who might listen. She's running her hands over various Drivers' cars as she saunters through the convoy. "Who owns these? Can I take a peek under the hood? I bet I could make it run faster...."
She's also collecting tools from the garage and the diner, because clearly if she's here and there's lots of interesting vehicles, she's definitely going to need tools. Cars are not really her first love for working on, but with such a glut of them, she might as well be prepared.
III. Rooftop Machine Envy
She's made her way to the roof of the diner by the time the storm hits, ostensibly to get a better look at those clouds, but she got thoroughly distracted by the bulky machinery there, poking and prodding and opening panels to try and get them to work. She does keep getting zapped, but she just shakes his hands out, glares at the boxy things, and gets back to work.
"Hey, watch out, these things are throwing off a lot of sparks!" she yells over the rising wind to anyone else who approaches. "I think that might be what they're for, harnessing and discharging electricty, but I can't figure out why!"
Nian | Arknights | Elemental (fire) | Current player, new character
"Okay, where in Terra is this?" the tall, burly, tailed-and-horned woman demands as she looks around the dilapidated garage, red-tattooed hands on her hips. The tip of her tail is on fire, though its lashing doesn't seem to be burning anything, at least. There's a sword and shield strapped to her back, but otherwise she looks like she's dressed for a trip to the mall, in cargo pants and a crop top.
She stares around in what looks like annoyance at the other people in the summoning circle with her. "And who the hell are all of you?"
II. Machine Envy
"Oh, now these are pretty cool," Nian says, mostly to herself, but also to anyone else who might listen. She's running her hands over various Drivers' cars as she saunters through the convoy. "Who owns these? Can I take a peek under the hood? I bet I could make it run faster...."
She's also collecting tools from the garage and the diner, because clearly if she's here and there's lots of interesting vehicles, she's definitely going to need tools. Cars are not really her first love for working on, but with such a glut of them, she might as well be prepared.
III. Rooftop Machine Envy
She's made her way to the roof of the diner by the time the storm hits, ostensibly to get a better look at those clouds, but she got thoroughly distracted by the bulky machinery there, poking and prodding and opening panels to try and get them to work. She does keep getting zapped, but she just shakes his hands out, glares at the boxy things, and gets back to work.
"Hey, watch out, these things are throwing off a lot of sparks!" she yells over the rising wind to anyone else who approaches. "I think that might be what they're for, harnessing and discharging electricty, but I can't figure out why!"