" ๐๐จ, ๐๐ข๐ง๐ค๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ! ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ซ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐๐๐ฅ?? "
He who lost everything he once called his. Not even his body was his to name any longer. Now roaming others' homes in search of serving justice, or perhaps a final destination to be. Amongst sparking wires and the burning aftertaste of gasoline, he saw salvation. One that reduced him to a mess pulling out roses instead of bullets.
" ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ฉ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐๐ซ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐๐ญ ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ ๐ฎ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐๐ก ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐๐ฐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ญ ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. "
A straight-to-point mechanic who made herself onto the IPC bounty list one day, said to collaborate with galaxy rangers quite often. Her relationship with the space cowboy is not considered abiding the boundaries of normalcy. Although no one knows her exact background that hails from one of the vast fallen planets victim to the IPC, she shares the same smoldering flames of hate towards the organization as her obnoxious "client."
Metal can always be bent and reformed with ease, unlike flesh and bones that must twist and tear in order to shift.