What's your name? Valkyrie. Just that. Last names imply family. I don't have that anymore.
How old are you? Sixteen. Lucky to be that old.
What gender are you? I'm a girl, genius. A lass. A dame. A lady. A woman. A female.
What's your personality? If nothing else, I burn with determination. It is a fire that drives me and hurts me. I lack empathy and compassion.
What is your history? Well, I was a normal girl. Then everyone I'd ever known died. I taught myself to throw knives. Happy?
What do you look like? You really are blind, aren't you? I have wavy dark hair, olive skin, green eyes. I'm tall. A two metres, almost. Pretty, I guess.
What do you like? Being alive. Being alone. Dogs. My knives.
What do you dislike? Idiots like you who ask questions. Dying. Fear.
To which gender are you attracted? Does it matter?
Has anyone caught your eye? You mean who do I "like"? I'm wayyy past crushes. Maybe if there hadn't been the bomb, I would've. Like I said. I'm past that.
Are you in a relationship? No. I look after myself. I don't need a clingy idiot slowing me down. She wishes desperately for love.















