[PP-F10] Amber Alert

[Mari 1]

Just on the outskirts of Yomi, the main settlement on the 10th floor stood a large tent; its permanence on the floor a staple. The near darkness of the floor hides the stains on the outside of the tent, blood and dirt - as though the thing was dragged through a warzone before being hastily set up. Simply for how long it had been there, rumours kept most away. 'The Pink Pker' they would say. Others, simply decided whatever wares were sold there were not worth the hassle of dealing with the prickly person inside. Within it, a faint yellow glow, followed by a myriad of scents that burn the nose. Flowery herbs, burnt charcoal, sulphur, acetone and chemicals.

The interior lit by jars that hung from the ceiling filled with fireflies, quaint, almost peaceful. The inside of the tents floor is covered in various mismatched rugs and pillows, it looks comfortable. On the left side of the tent is an old, mahogany table filled with various vials and bottles, with faded labels on them.  On the right side; is a locked glass display case that has a variety of crystals, also labelled. The back of the tent has a small table, that serves as a sort of 'counter' behind it sits a very dark looking orange haired woman; whose blue eyes glimmer faintly in the waltzing lights above. Behind her is what looks like a scientific set up - there are test tubes, vials, bottles, and a few Bunsen burners, sitting underneath various liquids that are bubbling away. 

"Fuck....." Mari swore as she carefully peeled back a layer of bandage from her right arm, still suffering from the burns she had endured after being tortured for a week straight. It had been  a number of days since then, but her arm was still healing. Normally, something like a crystal or a potion would have healed it right up, but it persisted. Mari wasn't sure why. Her pain filter long since gone the woman was used to such things but this... this was troublesome. Sitting in the back corner or her shop, with only the front counter to separate her from anyone who chose to wander in. Not that Mari had anything to worry about currently. Lancaster was on call, cleaning up any 'loose ends' just outside of Yomi, where the dwindling and charred remains of a tavern still stood, crumbling. Even from here, Mari could smell the burnt wood. And anyone else? They had died by her own hand.

Just how many more names were on the monument now? How many names are there by my hand? ten? twenty?

Mari didn't like it. But she was done trying to offer mercy and redemption to those who didn't deserve it.

"Now...where did I put that Aloe?" She asked herself, picking up random bottles and turning them over to read their labels.

WC: 479

Mari | HP: 760/760 | EN: 108/108 | DMG: 21 | MIT:143 | ACC:4 | AA  | FL.AURA: 8 | BH:42 | BRN: 56 | ENV-O: 32 | PARA-V | LD:5 | True Tier 15

Edited 6 hours ago by Mari