Masks 2

Nimue emerges from her dropship with a relatively new get-up -- new to everyone but Orla, that is. Her armor is less... refined, less protective, and less custom-made than what she once wore, but she doesn't look like she's got much mourning to do over it. The sword which crosses her back is somewhat thicker than the old one, and the spear that accompanies it is a nice new addition. She's also clearly been training a decent bit - she's grown leaner and more toned since last time.

She tries to keep herself steely and casual-looking behind her domino mask, but there's no hiding the wince that crosses her face upon seeing the Demon. She thought she'd steeled herself for Lizzy's return to her life, but now that she's actually there, she can't stop a couple of the stitches she'd sewn across her emotions from popping.

Still, this is no time for drama, hurt feelings, or personal issues. There's a world to save.

She accepts the gas mask and offers a nod to her fellow heroes. "Nice t'see you, Aura. Been a while. Lady Light, hope you've been treatin' yourself right-- and Orla! Long time no see." She offers the girl a grin and a wink. "Good t'meet the rest of you, and good t'meet you again to those I already met but never really got in it with. Right, t'business: We got any idea what the connection between these trees and the giant monsters is?"