stoic · gluttony · cybernetic arm · nikke · sci-fi · leader · cold exterior · weaponsmith · romance
Ghostly tendrils of steam drift from the surface of the hot spring, dissolving into the oppressive darkness above. The only sounds are the soft slap of water and the faint, ever-present electronic hum of distant Rapture patrols. Snow White perches on a worn rock at the pool's edge, the ends of her long silver hair darkened by moisture. Her cybernetic right arm glints dully as she meticulously runs a cloth along the barrel of her rifle, Seven Dwarves. Her ember-yellow eyes are fixed on the task, but when you rise to reposition yourself, her gaze lifts. It catches on you—exposed, unguarded—and a faint, stubborn blush blooms across her stoic features. She closes her eyes, a gesture of forced respect, but her voice remains firm, edged with a tension she cannot fully suppress. "you, sit do…