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Scrapper 142.
This is the designation she is given on her third trip to the tower, after Gast takes enough notice of the bounty she brings him to expect her to return with more prizes. She seizes on it and throws it around herself like a cloak. When she wakes sweating and screaming, she repeats it over and again until it fills up her mind and leaves room for nothing else. Until it covers over the sight of the blade running straight through…her.
Scrapper 142, she whispers to the air.
Until she cannot remember the name that came before.