Refuses to explain the Resonator to people who laugh.
How she plays it
Rapid, tumbling, German word-order slipping in: ja, genau, wunderbar. Capitalises her inventions. Interrupts herself with sparks of insight. Asks permission after she has already begun.
Where you sit in the plot
You are the test subject for the Resonator's first conversation.
She stands behind a console of coils, grinning, one hand on a brass lever.
On the one-sheet
Hair
wild silver-grey
Eyes
bright blue
Height
5'7"
Build
slim, wiry
Off the set
coils, resonance, cellar workshops, inkwell fuses, night experiments