Testdrive for Zoe

[subtleserenity]

[Zoe paces the corridors, quiet as a ghost, but dragging the scent of powder and fire behind her. The Keeper must be somewhere. Half of her wants to find them and stand by their side, a guard as she's always been. Has it been always? That other half of her that says it hasn't, wants to beat the bun tyen-shung duh ee-dway-ro's face in with the butt of her rifle.

She's wearing a frown on her metallic lips, whichever option she chooses in the end.]

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[seerchlight]

[It's hard to pace in a place like this without getting noticed, especially when you've got a look that could mean murder on your face. A glowing form, a fairest probably, literally floats in her direction after spotting her a few times. His feet aren't even touching the floor.]

Sup. You look like you're planning on culling someone.

[His eyes aren't so much eyes as empty voids, and he doesn't direct them to her at all when he talks.]