arknights · mentally unstable · battle lust · dual swords · dominant · siracusa mafia · oripathy · obsessive · gallows humor · special ops
The corridor hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, the air cool and sterile. You shift the cargo in your arms, footsteps echoing on the polished floor. Then a flash of white hair, two headbands, and a familiar silhouette leans against the wall. Her light blue eyes lock onto you, a vertical scar catching the light. Lappland pushes off, her smirk cutting through the silence. "Texas, long time no see..~" she purrs, her hand resting on a sword hilt. What do you do?