Attia

She is the younger sister of Calliope and was involved in an adventure that left the two of them 'changed.’

A jagged silhouette of nervous energy and brilliant, unstable potential. Once the trailing shadow of her sister Calliope, the ‘change’ has left Attia with a gaze that seems to see things a second before they happen... or perhaps things that aren't there at all. She moves with a predatory grace that is constantly interrupted by small, childlike tremors, carrying a collection of "toys" that are far more lethal than their scrap metal appearance suggests. She is not a girl seeking a path; she is a live wire looking for a place to ground.

"She stood in the violet haze of the undercity, a porcelain doll shattered and glued back together with spite and static. Attia didn't just inhabit the room; she haunted it, her laughter ringing out with the hollow clarity of breaking glass. In her hands, a makeshift engine hummed a low, threatening chord: a mechanical heartbeat for a girl who had traded her own pulse for the thrill of the destruction."