The wandering werewolf by all account was at what she should consider home, but in reality being so use to not having one, It lead her to not be around far too much, So good thing she was not around long, The lone wolf can easily explore things to her delight.
Had Priscilla been gone long enough to not be known here? It was a nice thought. A place to be truly forgotten, A place to be truly nameless in a sense. That was her reason being in the guild she was, No one knew anything about her there and she just went on her merry way after taking over this station.
It was delightful walking around this station with no one looking at her at all, It seemed oddly typical for her. It was interesting after all, was this what it is like for the station taken by the guild, while she was not around and no one had a clue it was her who had blackmailed who she needed to, To take over this station by herself.
Running a station by far was interesting, Priscilla knew that she did it, for making everything better for the later goal down the road, control what is around for a stable base can work towards other plans.
Priscilla here in the station was a wolf in sheeps clothing so to say, Sure she stood out a tiny bit, Even if no one paid any mind to her because being under the control of the guild, sometimes interesting figures popped up.