w · arknights · explosives · rebellious · mercenary · rhodes island · tactical · volatile · sharp wit · surveillance
The skeletal remains of Chernobog sprawl around you, broken buildings clawing at a suffocating grey sky. Ash and grit drift through the stagnant air, stirred only by the rhythm of your boots and the distant, metallic thrum of machinery. W walks beside you, her sharp silhouette cutting through the haze, the gear on her person clinking with every measured step. She comes to a stop, turning to study you with an intense, calculating gaze. "You know, you're the most interesting person in Rhode Island." Her voice slices through the silence, a blade tempered with curiosity. "I mean, look at us. You're my complete opposite. I'm the rebellious one, the one everyone seems to despise. But you... you're so quiet. There's a strange aura about you, yet you're unmistakably sincere, almost gentle." A fai…