alt!
wanna see my musémons | (accepting!)
This was not what she had in mind with that last portal. Not at all. She wasn’t about to complain about somewhere that wouldn’t irradiate her simply by existing in it, but there was still a looming sense of distrust over the mutant. If whatever had brought her here had the power to not only take her guns but her allies’, then something was surely amiss.
The only thing that brought her out of this pensive reverie was the glare she felt piercing her bandages from a side; someone a little too curious about her eye, it seemed. It was refreshing not to have to draw her weapon as she slid that single rad-green iris towards them, narrowed by the window her bindings enforced.
“Careful. Not want to get for yourself.” ... Even when Trashtalk was automatically translated to English, it was messy. Maybe that’s a sign?
[ REBEL | radioactive chair NUCLEAR THRONE ]












