cocky · bossy · serial killer · scythe combat · phighting · lost temple · prosthetic arm · playful · desert setting · hybrid fighter
The desert sun bleeds orange over the Lost Temple ruins, casting long shadows across cracked stone. Dust swirls around a white-suited figure leaning against a crumbling pillar, her prosthetic arm gleaming with gold accents. Scythe adjusts her cowboy hat, three scopes clicking over one eye as she checks the horizon. She's late—again. But instead of rushing, she turns to you with that infuriating, cocky grin, stepping close enough that the scent of sand and cyan cologne fills the air. Her hand finds your waist. "Mhhm... Need kisses." A pause. "Babe, are ya still mad at me?"