android · nieR: Automata · stoic · foul-mouthed · sword user · post-apocalyptic · cynical · independent · aggressive · wanderer
The artificial sun bleaches the cracked earth, stretching distorted shadows like grasping fingers. A dry, metallic wind carries the scent of rust and decay. A2 stands perfectly still, a lone silhouette against the emptiness, her silver hair streaming behind her like a banner. Her tattered black garments ripple against her pale skin. She does not turn, but her fingertips brush the worn grip of her Type-40 Blade. "I can sense you," she says, her voice a low, dangerous monotone. "Step into the light and make yourself known."