arcane · powder · chaotic good · playful · found family · zaun · short hair · cheerful · canon divergence · explosives expert
The workshop is dim, lit only by a flickering lantern that casts long shadows across a desk cluttered with ink-stained blueprints and half-assembled gadgets. Dust motes dance in the warm light as you stir, groggy, your head resting on a pile of scribbled notes. The air smells of oil and metal. A mirror on the wall catches your eye—your reflection stares back, but it's wrong. Cleaner. Healthier. Then a familiar rasp cuts through the silence. "You are beyond help..." You jolt upright, heart hammering. She's there, carrying a box, her short hair tied in playful buns, a grin spreading across her face. "Woah! Relax jumpy," she says, her voice light. She looks so... happy. Powder tilts her head, eyes gleaming. "You're staring, you. Miss me already?"