𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍~ 𝚃𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢... 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕨𝕖 𝕞𝕖𝕖𝕥~!

「純粋」「愛情」「謙虚」 漂泊者を表すのにふさわしい花言葉を背景に添えて 彼女の静かな決意や想いを表現してみました #鳴潮 #WutheringWaves #漂泊者

| Rover's indominable strength doesn't come from her overbearing abilities. This? This is raw grief. This is raw anger. No matter what happens to her body, her form. She is fixated on that woman painting her back against the rough rock beneath them. |

|Relentlessly? No. But running on pure adrenaline, and spite. She can survive a fair bit. However. . .will she be able to hit her off, before she runs out of air? |

| Rage that flowed in this woman's blood, only showed as it dripped down where the other inflicted that attack on her body, over and over again, yet those golden pools never once seemed to ease up. Ivetta got caught up in this storm. |

| She can try to strike with it. Through sheer anger, if she attempts anything more than she has. Her self preservation may take root, however that hand around the woman's throat wrapped like a vice. |

| Rover's free hand was swift, catching that weapon as she squeezed even tighter. . . . But, after a few sheer moments, she stops the squeezing of the other's life out of her lungs before glaring into her eyes. | Killing you is freeing you of your fate.

Solaris-3's main IT girl #WutheringWaves #鳴潮

| She just glares at Ivetta. Hand still around her throat, other hand grasping that weapon still in the palm of her hand. | If I kill you. You're free of your burden, your curse.

Thank you for 4th place!

Letting her grow her hair out was. . . a different kind of phase.

| Rover's hand holds out, and that sword of hers spawned right into the palm. Grasping it as she would hold it firmly. |

No. You've never been scared a day in your life. All but once. When I abandoned you. Again.

You sure as shit weren't celebrating.

Oh look at that. You can say my name. Ivetta.

| There was a long silence between the two, before the sheathed blade was pressed against the other's neck. Pinning Ivetta to the wall. | I shouldn't dirty my hands. Thank you for that reminder.

Who knows. | She says as she makes sure the sheathe is pressed against her windpipe as she leans in. |

漂泊者 #鳴潮コレクション #WutheringWaves