Arkady was used to weird looks and strange murmurings. Back in Whitechapel she got them a lot, especially the last few times she had been to the market. It wasn't like she really tried to make herself less outwardly odd. One could even say she leaned in the opposite direction with her bald hair, purple eyes, and see through skirt. This place was different though, it was weird like her. There was something else in it too. A thing she hadn't placed yet but it was there pinching in the back of her mind. Or at least she thought it was there. Maybe it wasn't there.

She'd have to think on that more. Not now though. Now was this and nows were important to keep track of. Besides this speed meeting thing sounded fun! Friends were good and (not that she would admit it) she was kinda lonely. There was never a time where the FreakAngels weren't together or connected. Very little frightened her, but deep down not having them was sad.

So she came and if someone was paying attention they might notice that sometimes she was one place and then suddenly another. Teleportation was one of the better things she'd taught herself. Eventually she gave the ax throwing a try. She had a childlike excitement about the simple act of throwing an ax. Despite her frail frame she threw it perfectly with what might be a surprising amount of force. Spoiler: she cheated with telekinesis. Then she clapped for herself. She wished the others were here to do this with her.

When she sat down for the questions she threw out the questions they were given.

"What's the best thing about your world?" Anyone sat down with her would get that question paired with an eager looking expression. It was best to start out new friendships with something positive, right?

[ ooc: do whatever! run into her doing ax things, teleporting, or trying to get everyone to spread the wonders of fake positive thinking. ]