a. z. fell
She/Her
30
December 21st
Fortree, Hoenn
Bisexual
Surviving
Civillian
i'm just a demon who goes along with hell as far as she can.
sleight of hand check [c]
POSTED ON Jul 18, 2024 15:04:49 GMT
[attr="class","samcam"] “Well, duh, that’s not how this works,” she said with a huff of laughter and a roll of her eyes. Zen brings her a pile of warped metal, all sharp edges and crossed wires. She takes it in her metal hand and slowly begins to peel away layers and smooth out kinks as the Dusknoir goes back to collecting. “If that was how it worked I wouldn’t need to do any of this,” she says, voice pulsing with little beats of effort. Like pulling a pearl from a Shellder or a diamond from a piece of coal, she produces a very small computer chip. It shines under the fluorescent lights, like any precious jewel. “I can vibe with that. You can even stop by my shop after-- whatever--” she waggles her fingers in the air to represent the nebulous form of tension currently building in the region, “--is over, and I’ll show you what I’m working on.” She peels off the glove on her metal hand and wraps the computer chip in it, safely storing it in a chest pocket. A representation of gentleness, despite… everything about her. “I really do just wanna help people,” she adds, quietly, as a bit of an afterthought, “but it sucks that it takes a war to do it.” [newclass=.samcam] [/newclass][newclass=.samcam b] color: #d49736; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: .5px; [/newclass][newclass=.samcam i] color: #d49736; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: .5px; [/newclass][newclass=.samcam u] text-decoration: none;border-bottom: dashed 1px #d49736; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: .5px; [/newclass][newclass=.samcam a] text-transform:uppercase!important;font:800 15px Poppins!important; [/newclass]
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