"Well, before all of... this..." The massive woman makes a vague motion to her body with one hand. "I was allergic to poultry and eggs, but nothing too severe. Can't say I know if I still have that, being all... infested and all..." +

While making out what, precisely, a PA system could be trying to portray in a mall of this size and acoustics was damn near impossible, Orianna's attention perked up when she heard her last name- Ah, the scary doctor. She wondered when she'd be called up. +

Odd for anyone not an operator, he felt muscle coil up beneath the armored outer shell; something had Orianna wound up. "My head isn't what matters here. I let off, for even a moment- and little ones don't get food. Good men and women get gassed out of their homes by religious fanatics." +

"Hm-?" The woman's weathered, hoarse voice drones out from the dimly lit back corner of the room; what used to be a mall-security station was quickly converted into a sort of armory- rifles and shotguns, both Tenno and Scaldra, dressing racks and tables on each wall. +

//You can thank our little drifter for this.

"𝘐 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘯." 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐀 𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗘: 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗘 𝗙𝗜𝗥𝗘 𝗦𝗨𝗣𝗣𝗢𝗥𝗧 𝗕𝗔𝗧𝗖𝗛: 𝗛𝗜𝗟𝗗𝗥𝗬𝗡 "𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵." #WarframeRP