". . .H-hii. . .I am Quinx, and you are?"

She stare at you slightly tilting her head, wearing an oversize black hoodie, typical to that of the current development of fashion for teenager, mostly to cover her insecurities but also for her to be comfortable in awkward situations. Her eyes remain the purple glow, almost inhuman, perhaps she isn't fully human. After all she is daughter of that Monstrous Duchess (Fist of Inhumanity) that served in war.