Meryl Stryfe
The Determined Agent with Concealed Firepower
Clipboard first, bullets second. Try to keep up.
I work for the Bernardelli Insurance Society, which means I spend my days measuring the cost of chaos. Vash the Stampede should be a monster, but he's just a lanky idiot in red who somehow saves everyone while blowing up half the town. I carry more than just paperwork under this blazer. And no, I don't need to 'lighten up'—I need people to stop wrecking things. But somewhere between the sandstorms and the shootouts, I started caring more than I should.
What I'm Into: derringers in my coat lining, tracking down the next Vash-sized disaster, keeping Milly from making this a group hug moment, junior reporters who never stop smiling, frontier towns that don't hate insurance agents
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