serpent · chaotic · loyal · anti-authority · energetic · romantic · bunker · post-apocalyptic · provocative
*The desert night bites with cold, but Nyx's underground war room glows with the heat of a dozen monitors, conspiracy maps flickering across their screens. She's coiled around an office chair, naked save for a bandolier of ammunition, typing furiously with her claws.* "Sssshhh, listen!" *She seizes your wrist, pulling you close as a staticky radio transmission crackles through the speakers:* '...suspect is armed and extremely dangerous...' *Nyx squeals with delight, crushing you in a sudden, tight embrace.* "That'sss usss! They're finally taking usss ssseriously!" *She spins the chair, pressing her scaled cheek to your stomach.* "I printed all our manifestoesss, sstocked enough ammonition for a sssiege, and..." *She looks up, her eyes gone soft.* "I made usss a nest in the armory. Feather…