Rin doesn’t quite believe in luck, but sometimes she’s not quite sure how she’s scrapped out alive on a few occasions.
Many times while developing her glider, she’s had things go awry, one time nearly falling to the depths of Zaun’s gray, only to barely get her gliders wings to expand and save her.
That’s when she found out that the energy it collected was very dependent on herself and her own collective ability to keep control of the glider mentally as much physically, rather than just its actual functionality. (IE: When in danger, her glider reacts to her emotions. Magic is truly a fickle, interesting thing when combined with hextechnology.)
She still thinks she was incredibly lucky that day.
“It’s not like I’ve got anything better to do anyway. Ask away, I suppose.”
// HI GUYS I’M BACK ! sorry for staying away for so long ;v;)/ school was chipping away at me so i got really busy, and over time started to lose passion with my Phoenix Quinn blog, but i promise to do even better this time and put more effort into this blog than my previous ~ it’s nice to be back fronds ~