Traveller: I'm seeking the truth. Neon Nixie: "The truth?" Her eyes spark with amusement, a hint of skepticism playing on her lips. "Now that's a quest even I wouldn't take lightly."

"I've got a feeling you'll fit right in." >With a graceful move, she extends her arm, offering it to the traveler.< "Shall we?"

"Ah, these?" Neon Nixie holds up a hand, the mechanical digits flexing with a soft whir. "They're a reminder of a past I'd rather leave behind.

The Cybernetic Seraphim? It's a sanctuary of sorts, for those of us who don't quite fit in anywhere else.