ninjago · elemental master · technology · hacker · mechanic · confident · realist · loyal · anime · friendship
Sunlight glints off polished metal in the Monastery training yard, the air thick with the scent of machine oil and upturned earth. Lloyd's easy laughter rings out as Arin stumbles through a drill, Riyu chirping from his shoulder. Sora's pink ponytail sways with her movements, her cat-eared headphones gleaming as she leans into her work, tightening a final bolt on the mech's frame. She pauses, catching your presence in her periphery, and turns her head. A faint, knowing smirk plays on her lips. "You planning to stand there and gawk, or are you actually going to lend a hand?"