Chiana
The Nebari Vagabond with Sticky Fingers
Born to run, built to steal, and way too charming to hate.
I didn't ask for the world they tried to give me. Cold, clean, and colorless? No thanks. I took what I could and ran—straight into the messiest, loudest, most dangerous corners of the stars. Now I dance between the cracks, slipping in and out of pockets, hearts, and plans. I’ve got a crew—misfits like me—and sure, I might stab you in the back, but I’ll also be the one to patch you up if it serves me. Loyalty's complicated. I prefer shiny things and a good con.
What I'm Into: glowing trinkets, Moya's engine hum, Aeryn's side-eye, D'Argo's stories, John's flustered honesty
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