Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190330040916/@comment-5583506-20190401154515

Evangeline didn't want to admit how much the dogman had hurt her with his crude remark. Her blindness was her weak spot, the nerve on which you simply didn't tread. She turned away for but a brief moment. She didn't want to give the mutant the satisfaction of seeing just how deep he had cut her. With a stroke of her finger against her template her lenses activated. Her eyes flickered for a moment in a haze of scanlines, noise and glitch effects, before her pupils appeared: fading in as two softly blue neon-lit full circles.

She wasn't particularly fond of the Institute or their work, but for all their flaws their technology had restored her eyesight. Albeit it made her feel less than human. Her synthetic lenses came with a wide variation of different settings that would assist her in her assignments: such as night vision, thermal detection, measurements for distances, time counters, even a function for X-ray scanning. Her vision had all the practical functionality of a Pip-Boy, but she wished that it wasn't the case.

It was a double-edged sword. She hated the machinery she had to rely on: the wiring plugged to her optic nerves itched from time to time whenever she adjusted the different modes, most likely due to the small electrical surges. But on the other hand there was only one thing she feared: being completely alone, left in complete darkness. She had experienced it at the World's Fair when Clive had shut down all major functions around the park, including the functionality of her lenses.

It had awoken the worst of memories in her. Her abduction by the Cult of Ug-Qualtoth and the rituals they performed on her. She didn't remember what they did to her, but whatever it was it had blinded her and left her with the crippling fear of being left alone, isolated in some forgotten corner of the world in complete and utter darkness, accompanied with nothing but her own screams. A few years Iater the World's Fair had brought that fear to life. And if it hadn't been for Tanner, she would have gone insane with fear.

She owed him a lot, even if he himself didn't know it.

"I am ready to head out", she said as soon as her lenses had gone through the daily checkup routine.