Name: K. Ross Current location: Asphodel Current Physical Appearance: Older, taller, and with increasingly more makeshift and shabby prosthesis, Kim's no longer in the flower of her youth, and shows it. She's acquired the requisite scarring and fine lines, but Kimiko's mind has long-since been inured to the hardships of the post-apocalyptic. Summary: She would have stayed on Sacrosanct, if she could. Kimiko was always a proponent of fixing what was broken, healing the mechanical and systemic faults of the world, making things perfect. But if she'd stayed behind, she would have undoubtedly been killed, or worse. Instead, as she struggled to remain among the turmoil and vicious, policing robots, Kimiko was forcibly brought to Asphodel, kicking and screaming, by a certain robot friend…
She spends her time building and inventing, using her hermitage and her extraordinary mind to bend the elements of salvage and Asphodel to her will— and to protect her robotic and cyborg friends. And god help anyone who challenges the right of her synthetics to be there. Kimiko cannot argue against destroying machines that have already done wrong, not after all that's happened, but she'll be dead before she allows her friends to die for something they have not done, but only might do.
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Current location: Asphodel
Current Physical Appearance: Older, taller, and with increasingly more makeshift and shabby prosthesis, Kim's no longer in the flower of her youth, and shows it. She's acquired the requisite scarring and fine lines, but Kimiko's mind has long-since been inured to the hardships of the post-apocalyptic.
Summary: She would have stayed on Sacrosanct, if she could. Kimiko was always a proponent of fixing what was broken, healing the mechanical and systemic faults of the world, making things perfect. But if she'd stayed behind, she would have undoubtedly been killed, or worse. Instead, as she struggled to remain among the turmoil and vicious, policing robots, Kimiko was forcibly brought to Asphodel, kicking and screaming, by a certain robot friend…
She spends her time building and inventing, using her hermitage and her extraordinary mind to bend the elements of salvage and Asphodel to her will— and to protect her robotic and cyborg friends. And god help anyone who challenges the right of her synthetics to be there. Kimiko cannot argue against destroying machines that have already done wrong, not after all that's happened, but she'll be dead before she allows her friends to die for something they have not done, but only might do.