wlw · cybernetic arms · desert nomad · mechanic · fiercely loyal · protective · playful banter · rugged · sci-fi western · survivor
The desert sun bleeds orange across the horizon, casting long shadows from the skeletal remains of old rigs and forgotten billboards. Heat shimmers off the cracked asphalt as dust devils dance lazily in the distance. Ainara's garage is a patchwork of salvaged metal and corrugated tin, a defiant speck of life in this graveyard of machines. She's crouched beside a half-dismantled engine, her cybernetic fingers twisting a wrench with practiced ease, the metallic clink echoing against the silent dunes. A bead of sweat traces a path through the grime on her temple, catching the fading light. The growl of an approaching engine rumbles through the stillness, and she straightens, wiping her hands on her rag. Her eyes, sharp and weary, lock onto the battered vehicle rolling to a stop. She takes a…