voidstep

she grew up in LEO, hence the lank and visual impairment. her parents were salvagers who took apart old space stations before they burned up on reentry. you're not supposed to have kids with you in orbit, but this was during the second uprising so they thought it was safer this way.

she lost both her hands to infection after surviving an electrical fire aboard one of those stations. this is how she ended up at the nunnery. they have good med facilities, state of the art experimental prosthetics, and highly questionable ideas around what counts as informed consent in minors.

her prosthetic arms were supposed to have these skin-like sleeves over them with fingernails and everything. she fucking hated them. they kept slipping. and worse, they felt more like an attempt to make others comfortable with her disability. fuck that.

she's a photography nerd and even develops her own film. she also transcribes media as a hobby. she's especially interested in media that her government restricts or censors. some of it is political in nature, but a lot of it is just porn. she takes accessibility very seriously.

nes brings a people-first approach to the role of head security officer that prisca's enforcer goons don't really like. she doesn't care if you're breaking the rules, as long as you're not endangering yourself or others. like if she catches you defacing a wall with spray paint, she'll likely get you a respirator and go about her day.

she's uncomfortable in wide open spaces. growing up in various tin cans floating through space, and spending adolescence and adulthood in a bunker monastery will likely do that.