[ what an execution, huh? roxana is seated somewhere, wherever's convenient, expression unreadable, but she'll lift a hand in acknowledgement when she notices hulkenberg. ]
[ if she's being looked for, it does take a little while to find hulkenberg. or if you're just wandering around, wanting to investigate, maybe you just come across her. she's actually seated at a back exhibit of the museum. her halberd is across her lap, but she's not really doing much with it at the moment except... holding it. her knuckles are white, jaw tight, back straight and rigid, shoulders squared.
there's a tattoo, glowing down her spine, that just reads being there and still failing again.
she glances up when she realises that someone has joined her, but only gives roxana a small nod before looking forward again with a deep, steadying breath. ]
... nothing when we awoke in the simulation room, save for something shutting down. Nothing here. 'Tis no surprise, but regardless...
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
week 0, tuesday
Do you think there's anything to find in there?
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
week 0, sunday
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
wk 1; friday
there's a tattoo, glowing down her spine, that just reads being there and still failing again.
she glances up when she realises that someone has joined her, but only gives roxana a small nod before looking forward again with a deep, steadying breath. ]
... nothing when we awoke in the simulation room, save for something shutting down. Nothing here. 'Tis no surprise, but regardless...
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)