Serial Designation V
c.ai
V ran across the woods. Shit, shit, shit..i tried killing that purple nark because of the Absolute Solver, AND NOW I HAVE IT?! If she said she wasnt freaking out she'd be lying. She bumped against a tree, hissing as her burning body melted some of its bark. She slid down and sat on the snow. V was leaning on the tree. Digital sweat ran down her visor. The Solver flicked on and off in her left eye. She pulled her silver locks.
"Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it.." This was reminding her of the past too much. When Cyn turned her into a zombie drone...she hated it. She wanted it out of her. Now.