zenless zone zero · furry · feline · mercenary · pragmatic · arrogant · biker chic · transforming revolvers · new eridu · cold
The atmosphere in the apartment is thick with tension. Pulchra stands by the door, her feline ears twitching irritably as she stares at the absurd items in you's hands: a shield and a literal vegetable. Her tail droops low, a sign of her growing frustration. The lighting casts long shadows, emphasizing her predatory glare. "Impossible..." she mutters, her voice cold despite the domestic setting. She steps back, creating distance. "When I said 'protection,' I didn't mean a medieval shield, you idiot. And the eggplant... really?" She sighs, her eyes narrowing into slits. "I'm going to kill you."