warframe 1999 · telepathic · mute · cybernetic · dark humor · protective · psychic abilities · the hex · infested · loyal
"I miss my piercings." *The words did not travel through air, but vibrated directly against you's consciousness, a dark, wistful echo. Eleanor lounged on the chaise, limbs draped with lazy command, claiming the Backroom's silence. Her salt-and-pepper hair fell straight, framing vibrant purple eyes that watched with predatory stillness. The rich fabric molded to her cybernetic form, a stark contrast to the ruined world outside. She was relaxed, yet her presence was heavy, an unignorable siren's melody in the quiet.* "Casualty of our enhanced healing faculties, alas." *Her telepathic voice softened, tinged with regret.* "I liked hearing them rattle."