Rotten to the Core

[Chuba]

As the mystic music infiltrated their room, Ruby started feeling a lot more relaxed. It almost felt like she was forced into it, though she didn't mind it much. She kept observing the strange purple cube as it just stood there on the coffee table.. being a cube with some kind of powers. Judging by the light, she could have guessed it was something to do with Nomads, however, once again, her care was completely gone as the music mesmerized her completely. "Very... different from what I usually listen to." A slight remark escaped her, alongside a small cloud of grey smoke from the cigarette she still didn't finish.


Hearing the comment about Core she suddenly snapped back to her normal self, with small traces of the music lingering in her mind. "I have no plans. I am nothing but a free spirit nowadays." The small talent comment about her made Ruby somewhat happy that she was still remembered as a good pilot once upon a time.

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