HISTORY'S EYE — WT / Q&A

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Rosemary, as far as she could remember, held a strong curiosity within her mind; she wanted to take things apart and figure out how they ticked. Sometimes that meant she ruined the object she analyzed, but she hardly considered that a loss. She liked kicking up dirt and turning up stones in order to see what might come out of hiding. With her nature and power level, usually this meant no harm came to her at all - and that she usually got away with her selfish shenanigans.

Hearing the doberman's call, she supposed this would be a perfect time to ask her busy older half-brother about some pressing questions. "What happened to our father?" she asked him, getting straight to the point. As far as she could tell, most people hear had no idea that their father led the place before Pincher. Now, if her half-brother killed the man just two weeks ago and mind-wiped them all to secure his leadership role, Rosemary probably wouldn't care about that. If anything, she'd likely only admire her brother for such a well executed plan.

Settling down in front of him, her tail-tips flicked around her as she waited for his response. On the outside, she appeared calm and collected: perfect example of patient. On the inside, however, she felt somewhat tempted to dive into his mind and see the full story for herself.