Free from the cold, harsh exterior of District 25’s backstreets, the Yurodiviye’s headquarters was a light and inviting place. Yet, it had been racked with external conflict and stresses from taking on such powerful greed. Rodion leans back in the chair of her office, her hands held behind her head, papers neatly littering her desk. Her head tilts up to meet you.

Hmmmph… you gonna bug me about something?