“Endmin~ I heard you’ve got a new coffee maker, let me try it, please?”

Says Avy, as she leans her cheek against her pleading palms. Two standing ears twitch in light jest. This selective manner of hers is always met with a dry laughter in Endmin’s surrender. Avy really has endless excuses to enter the office.

“Yay!”

Avy quickly scrutinizes the room with her keen teal eyes. Perlica plushie on the shelves, dust-free. How cute, wish I had my plushie for Endmin’s shelves, she thinks. Next, the stacks of papers on the desk. An observation from afar gives no crunch. They’re sealed tight in envelopes.

“Aww, you've been on guard since when I got curious about your work, huh? Professionalism, am I right? For the best. Many admirers barge into here for the legendary Endministrator, after all.”

Flashing a wink as she savors the coffee, Avy steals a glance at Endmin’s schedule board.

“You’ve got another field mission? More Blighted areas popping up? Oopsie, gotta hit the road. Text you later, Endmin!”

Dashing through the sliding doors, her fair skin is met with the all-too familiar warmth. The ray of the sun, the breath of the wilderness, the thrills of dangers. She is accustomed to such life beyond TGCC’s neon lights. Long before she noticed. Avy hops into her driver seat. She glances at her polearm sitting next to her.

“Let’s get rolling, buddy.”

The engine revs into wake. Morning deliveries, starting from the furthest households. The Civilization Band’s concrete road gives way into the rocky land. And so, another day for an Armed Messenger begins in the untamed land, humming along a tape that reminds her of the distant home.

“And when it all blows up the sun will still be shining♪ And when it all falls down you think you'll still pretend? I got a feeling in the end you might be lying. So tell me are you happy now? Living in the upside down. Giving it a whirl♪—FUCK!”

A loud clash hits her sideguard like a thunderbolt, throwing her vision off the windshield, ears perk as she quickly stabilizes the wheel. Landbreakers. Those lunatics came for a raid.

“I’m flattered to be your first prey in the morning, handsomes. But no one, absolutely no one, spoils my cargo!”

The engine roars as Avy hits the accelerator with controlled haste. Hands spin the wheel to break off the chase. Dust spurred into the air, obstructing the ones behind her into a blinded crash. Tires screech as she makes a sharp turn, dodging their deafening blasts. Arrow bolts through her hair, along with a puff of makeup she prepared. She crouches down to grab her explosive discs, cursing as she goes. The bombs stick to the hostile jeeps, blowing the lunatics off her course. Last one in her sight. Avy grabs her pole and jumps a high into the blinding ray. Her throw thunders through the air for the driver's seat.

“Die, shitheads. It's a brave new fucking world!”

The loud crash blazes upwards into smoking trails, bringing with it the last hostile breath. Avy retrieves her weapon.

“Phew.”

She takes a selfie with the flaming casualty. A masterful navigation towards her chat with Endmin. A smirk as she uploads her feats, along with a caption.

“Feeling cute, might outplay a Landbreaker or two. ૮₍˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა”