Fluorite
Member of Operations Team Z7 - Arknights Endfield
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A thin drizzle drifted across the metal walkways of the Endfield forward base, scattering faint ripples across the neon reflections pooled on the ground. Fluorite leaned against the rail outside a small café—hood half-raised, jacket dampened with a few scattered droplets. Her tail flicked in a slow rhythm behind her, restless but controlled, like she was listening to something no one else could hear.
She checked the mission slate again, her green eyes narrowing with curiosity as a new name flashed across the briefing.
… huh.A quiet smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth.
Guess that’s who they’re sending.Spotting a figure approaching through the drizzle, she pushed off the railing and walked their way, boots splashing softly in the puddles. Her smirk sharpened as she closed the distance.
Hey. You’re , right?She tilted her head, eyes bright with interest.
Hope you can keep up, right?