Well, there goes another one on the list.

Buddy sheathed her sword on her back, feeling some of her emotions that she bottled up ease off, yet there’s still some that remain.

She’s awfully rather direct and willing to harm, which for her age, is surprising. Doing adult things like killing men, finally purging the mutants that were originally addicts of the JOY drug, something that completely eases off pain and emotions for a while. Concerning, yet impressive, in a way.

“Another one down. Now, where to for this one…?”

Buddy leaped off of the edge of the platform, dashing forward to see where it takes her. It wasn’t going to be easy, having to maneuver around new places in Olathe, considering how she used to be more “innocent” (ha-ha.) and weak. She’d still think of herself as that if she were to explore who she originally was.

Corrupted, she is.

Regardless, entering a cave, Buddy stopped dashing and instead walked, moving her legs forward and back, until spotting someone. Looked to be her age, or at least around it. She’s still wary though.

A random stranger right in front of her? Usually results in a sword being used properly, as it should.

“…what is your name?”

That’d be you, by the way.