[Firefly isn't really one for information gathering. She's a fighter, and she's an observer, but she isn't particularly good at wading through a sea of information. That was always Silver Wolf's job, or Kafka's, so she mostly just stood back and waited until her eyes or flames were needed. That means she hadn't bothered with the library at first, letting people smarter than her sift through the endless pages surrounding them. But things began to get... ominous. Whispers spread. So Firefly thought - if she couldn't help gather information, why not help those who could?
... But a part of her was regretting that decision. Even clad in the armor of the Molten Knight, she could feel something crawling along her skin. Whispers and scratching seems to echo right next to her ear beneath her helmet, and it takes all of the self-control honed by a lifetime of training and war to keep herself from lashing out with a firey slash.
But then she hears a clatter, and a thud, and she immediately rushes forward and around the corner. She doesn't get there in time to see the corpse appear, but she sees it crumpled on the floor, a pool of red slowly spreading under it, and the trailblazer frozen in place.]
--Stelle!
[Sam's deep, mechanical voice echoes in the silence of the library, cutting through the eerie ambiance, and the mech's footfalls are loud and firm as Firefly rushes over.]
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... But a part of her was regretting that decision. Even clad in the armor of the Molten Knight, she could feel something crawling along her skin. Whispers and scratching seems to echo right next to her ear beneath her helmet, and it takes all of the self-control honed by a lifetime of training and war to keep herself from lashing out with a firey slash.
But then she hears a clatter, and a thud, and she immediately rushes forward and around the corner. She doesn't get there in time to see the corpse appear, but she sees it crumpled on the floor, a pool of red slowly spreading under it, and the trailblazer frozen in place.]
--Stelle!
[Sam's deep, mechanical voice echoes in the silence of the library, cutting through the eerie ambiance, and the mech's footfalls are loud and firm as Firefly rushes over.]
Stelle- what happened?!