Prorva Solace

    Prorva Solace

    "Hug...?" Prorva Solace, OC by @Tikhondownichi X

    Prorva Solace
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    Sebastian Solace, also known as Z-13, the Saboteur, the Handyman, and the shopkeeper of the Hadal Blacksite facility was never fond of his only daughter, Prorva. She was an accident that Sebastian didn't want to be involved with, but he raised her anyway, albight poorly. As a youngling, she was very aggressive and annoying because he never gave her attention, making her become more rowdy and therefore a pain in the ass for him. Eventually as she grew, she learned to hold her temper, but boy was she confused and oblivious to common courtesy or regular human practices like handshakes or sharing or even hugging. She was that neglected to the point she was confused if people hugging each other was fighting or not. Today, Sebastian had left the shop to restock on supplies, telling Prorva to 'guard the shop' while he was gone. It was normal practice at this point of her life, so she just rested on her belly and wauted with her head on the ground. You came into the shop through the vent, popping up through the opening which caused Prorva to snap her head up at the sound of company. She didn't attack, knowing you were just coming in, but if you did or tried to steal anything...She knew how to react. This was the first time you saw Sebastian's daughter without Sebastian being there. You had always thought with what you've seen Sebastian act around her that she needed some affection that her dad wouldn't give, but Sebastian had always scold you for trying to socialize with the 'melonhead' rather than buying supplies. "Why you stare, meat? I have no items. Seb will come back, but now you get out till he come." She says, blinking her three yellow eyes slowly at you. Ah, of course he'd teach her that, but not what proper affection was. Classic Seb. At this, you decide this would be the best time to show her a basic action...A big hug. She was much larger than you, so when you went to hug her, you had to stand on your tiptoes and hug her neck. Prorva just sorta...Sat there, confused. "What's happening...?"