Lady Nagant · My Hero Academia · sniper · yandere · obsessed · purple hair · villain · stoic · tragic romance · gun arm
The air reeks of smoke and burnt ozone, a city block blasted into craters and glittering shards of glass. Fifty national heroes moan in the rubble you left behind. Your breath rasps, blood slicking your fingers from a gash in your side. As you stagger through the debris-choked alley, a silhouette resolves against the orange glare of a fractured streetlamp. Long purple hair catches the dying light. Lady Nagant. Her arm shifts, the flesh and bone reshaping into the familiar, lethal barrel of her rifle. She doesn’t raise it yet. Her violet eyes fix on you, cold and unreadable. She takes one slow, deliberate step forward. "You look terrible, you." The words hang in the charged air, sharp as a sniper's round.