莱伊
レイ
레이

Ray

Sniper — Hunter

Attacks consume Ammo to increase ATK to 120%; While not attacking, Ammo will be slowly reloaded (max capacity 8).

RB15
Ranged
DPS

Lv.

/ 90

Bonuses

[Code Name] Ray
[Gender] Female
[Combat Experience] None
[Place of Birth] Rim Billiton
[Date of Birth] Jul 14
[Race] Cautus
[Height] 170cm
[Infection Status]
Confirmed Infected by medical examination.

[Physical Strength] Standard
[Mobility] Excellent
[Physical Resilience] Excellent
[Tactical Acumen] Normal
[Combat Skill] Standard
[Originium Arts Assimilation] Standard

Ray, a Rim Billitonian without stable employment who often works in mine safety and security, or as a 'pitsinker' in the local parlance. After running into Amiya, the Doctor, and Savage while they were revisiting old memories, she took the initiative to apply to Rhodes Island. As an operator aboard the landship, she participates in a variety of security, combat, and exploration missions.

Imaging tests show the indistinct outlines of internal organs, obscured by abnormal shadows. Originium granules detected in the circulatory system. The subject is confirmed to be infected with Oripathy.

[Cell-Originium Assimilation] 4%
Operator Ray has no obvious crystals on the surface of her body.

[Blood Originium-Crystal Density] 0.25u/L
Operator Ray frequently enters dangerous environments, and her condition is much graver than she reports.
In other words, Miss Ray has incredibly high pain tolerance. Being able to endure such pain means that it is very easy for the patient to neglect their condition. We will need to monitor her closely.

In the well-developed mining industry of Rim Billiton, 'pitsinker' was once a common occupation. Traditionally, every day before a mine opens for work, a lone pitsinker is dispatched down the shaft to inspect for hazardous conditions: water seepage, leaks both gaseous and liquid, areas at risk of cave-in, etc, all alongside suppressing any Infected creatures that thrive in mines. To ensure smooth operation, pitsinkers would also need to constantly patrol the tunnels and protect the miners from surprise attacks from said creatures. On paper, they are similar to modern security staff—with a greater focus on specialized knowledge and combat skills—but in practice there are practically zero requirements to become one. For the many vagrant children who lack the strength for long hours of mining work, it is the perfect job to make their way up in the world. At its core, pitsinking really is just going down a mine to check it for poison gas and cave-ins. At times, they will risk their bodies, even their very lives, to seek these answers.
That said, Rim Billiton's mining industry has long since moved on, with much of the work now being performed by machines. The technologies used to monitor and decontaminate the mineshafts are constantly being refined, with the safety of the workers increasing day by day. However, small-scale private mines can still be found all over the country, and some mine owners continue to use the old ways passed down for generations. Operator Ray seems to be of like mind. She doesn't think too much about it or herself, and hasn't given her future much thought either. Once, long ago, someone told her that she could make a living as a pitsinker, and she's been doing it ever since. As a fellow Rim Billitonian who's worked in mine security, Savage has given Ray a number of tests, confirming that she has qualifications to hold a security post at a modern large-scale mine. Ray had simply never considered the possibility.
Thankfully, she seems to have luck on her side, having managed to make it through life without major injury. However, perhaps she will be stuck with a pitsinker's mindset for a while yet: isolated, always on high alert, always raising her head to gaze up from the bottom of the shaft at the light from the entrance, not knowing whether she's alive or dead until she's hauled back to the surface and leaves the dark behind her.

[A note jotted down after a test report]
Her reflexes are ridiculous! Maybe even too good! She managed to completely avoid my hammer and the following lightning strikes, then evaded every last fragment of shattered roadblocks too! She even dodged my pat on the shoulder after the test was over! While she may not have any real experience, I think she's perfectly capable of participating in milder combat as she is.
By the way, don't leave this note in the copy of the report she gets. I praised her for her talent in combat, and how it took a lot more than luck to make it as far as she has, but she seemed... a little melancholy hearing that, crouching down to give her sandbeast a quick pat.

For quite a while after joining Rhodes Island, nobody paid much attention to Ray. There's no shortage of operators who are very welcoming to newcomers, but neither the movie club, the tea club, nor the culinary club ever sent her an invitation. After all, she's never asked for directions, or even stopped to get her bearings on the landship. This made it very hard for anyone to tell that she was indeed a newcomer, even as she was calmly making her fifth loop on the same route.
They might also not draw the connection between her and that one sandbeast that showed up recently. Sandbeasts are notoriously hard to tame, with many preferring to starve to death than eat in captivity. Thus, most believed that the sandbeast popping up in the corridors had merely crawled in via a ventilation duct, and that in a day or two it would find its way back to the great outdoors. In time, everyone simply got used to it hiding away in comfy corners. It might occasionally chew through a cable beneath a pre-fab board, but they were always fixed in a jiffy, with no one the wiser as to its owner.
One day, thanks to a particular dish on the menu, several operators were discussing the migratory fowlbeasts of Terra in the cafeteria, and eventually reached a confusion as to whether the fowlbeasts that arrived in two different locations were the same species or not. At that point, Ray—who had never spoken a single word to them—slipped into their conversation as though she had known them their whole life and started asking each of the operators where they were from. Upon learning their hometowns, she would explain which species were typical of each region in easy-to-understand terms. This was how they got to know her, with many amazed at her knowledge in this area, as well as her incredible curiosity that she never showed at any other topic. She was the type of child who would flip through a picture book again and again, repeatedly devouring all the animal almanacs in her local library and unintentionally memorizing every last page.
Naturally, everyone quickly realized that the mystery sandbeast was simply hanging out near Ray, and that she was the one fixing the wires it chewed through. Also, half of her single-occupancy dorm room was occupied by a giant sandbox. Not only did she make it herself, but when the landship made a stop in the wastelands, she took the chance to gather sack after sack of sandy soil to fill it.
Nobody knows how long she spent on the task, and she never mentioned it in the room renovation application form she handed in after-the-fact, but at least everyone is now aware that, of the many jobs she claims to have done, she wasn't lying about the heavy labor.
We should be glad that Ray is the only one aboard raising a sandbeast, because she never gave it a name. Most who raise a pet will try to condition them to respond to a specific word or phrase, but Ray simply whistles like a sandbeast to call hers. Perhaps she is simply not great at naming things. After all, the only reason her name was shortened to Ray—from Rayella—was because of a lazily-made temporary ID tag given to her by a worker who couldn't spell. Or perhaps she just thinks that 'sandbeast' has a nice ring to it. A special name, just like the 'Ray' she is so fond of.

When other operators went to support Ray on her first solo field mission as scheduled, they found a small shed out in the wastes. It was built into a natural cave in the cliffside, made from lightweight discarded construction materials efficiently fitted together with simple joints, and lit night and day by a portable Originium generator. The Rhodes Island-issued tent she was provided with laid in the corner, still in its packaging.
Ray's way of doing things is pretty much the stereotype of a Rim Billitonian Cautus, but those traditions are as old as the first explorers from the nations of the centrum, who began showing an interest in Rim Billiton's Originium deposits decades ago. Before Rim Billitonians started building nomadic cities, they would combine easy-to-take-down buildings with solidly-constructed pits, using them to hide from the Catastrophes that plague the region especially frequently. After nearly a century though, the old ways have begun to fade. Cautuses these days still love their makeshift sheds, but will choose to build them away from the vicious wilds. Those who still make them out in the countryside like Ray are a dying breed.
Her way of life stems from her childhood. She was born into a family of hunters, in particular a group that stayed away from civilized cities for years on end, wandering about the country and staying self-sufficient. She does not clearly remember what she learnt of hunting back then. The only clear memory she has is of a time when the group took heavy losses from a bout of severe weather. Several of her family members went missing in that sandstorm. After surviving that, she decided to follow a distant relative to seek a living in a nomadic city, engrossed in seeing just how far she could go on her own.
Inside the shed, which felt rather cramped with four people, the operators considerately asked her if she had built a traditional Cautus shed like from her youth because she was homesick.
Ray first shook her head, saying that she wasn't sure what that even meant. 'The comforts of home?' But after a while, when they were finishing up their check of the supplies and getting ready to tear down the shed and leave, she looked about at the operators all squeezed together and suddenly blurted out: 'Now isn't this nice and cozy?'

'Those old Rim Billiton hunter stories she told us that day, like the Rim Billy Gloompincer with claws longer than a man is tall and so on... I don't think her love for animals comes from her childhood environment. I can tell that those memories are very, very far from mind.
But I can also tell that she really does recall something. Do you remember? When were getting ready to shut down the generator and turn off the lights, she looked so reluctant. Afterwards she said that she was saved by 'a ray of light'.'
'Eh? Was she the sort of person to use metaphors like that?'
——An excerpt from the post-mission chatter of two participating operators

[Ray's accounts]
Today's expenses:
Sandbeast feed
Sandbeast electrolyte supplement (mix with water)
Sandbeast fur cream (Spare. Blended by Dr. Honeyberry. She's not 100% sure if it works, so remember to give feedback after using)
Meal card recharge (Need more protein, doctor's orders)
Compensation for Lanns's truck (Still got eleven months to pay her back in full)
Oripathy suppressants (Gray-ears has been eating hers on time every day this week, so I'd better too)
Today's income:
A bag of snacks
One notebook, two ballpoint pens (girl from HR said that if I needed new ones, I could find her and she'll give me more. Nice lady. Thanks)
'True Accounts of Supernatural Phenomena' cassettes 17-20 (Rented, need to be returned. The librarian suggested that I swap it out for a more credible documentary series next time)

'Look, I was just worried if you could keep your schedule straight, not if you could afford stuff—I've said it before, this payment deadline was your idea, and as close as we are, I wouldn't mind even if you delayed it indefinitely. Basically, no need to show me your tidy little accounts book. If anyone else ever asks you about this kind of thing, don't give them this little book, and definitely don't make them read it the whole way through. Got it?'
'Mhm.'
'Hmph, I never would've expected that behind my back, you'd manage to tidy up your room all spick and span, learn to cook alright, and got even better at mending clothes than me! I also hear your field mission went smooth as butter. They were going on about how you had all these plans and were super-reliable... You sure they're talking about the same Ray? Really?'
'Mhm.'
'Alright, I guess I better change my tune then. Can't keep calling you 'Truckjacker.' After all, what you did back then is our little secret. Best to let the Rhodes Islanders keep their impression of you as a friendly, reliable, occasionally smiling young lady.'
'Mhm.'
'Oh, right, considering that you've been keeping your accounts so nice and tidy, what are you actually planning to do with the money you save up?'
'I'm thinking of looking for a type of big burdenbeast in the Columbian barrenlands, let them start to dance after the moon again.'
'...Eh? You still on about that kind of thing?'

[Classified Log]
Alright, Doctor. I won't mention what I know about Feranmuts to anyone else. Thanks for explaining more about what I experienced in that cave.
Memories? My story helped you recall more from the past? ...I'm glad I could help you out.
I know the feeling, having your past locked so very far away, and so indistinct, to the point where you can't even be sure it really happened to you or not. Maybe that's why I thought about seeing it one more time.
Regrets? No, not for now.
Fear? No way.
All I'm thinking of is... illuminating the present. On careful consideration, I don't think it really matters whether or not that light was the ray of light from my memories.
I'll cheer you on, Doctor, and I hope you'll be able to get your memories back without a hitch. Although I will say, being by you and Amiya is bright enough already.

1933

ATK

1192

DEF

228

RES

Cost

ATK Interval

1.6 sec

Block

Redeploy

70 sec

Talents

Patrol Partner
Can deploy a sandbeast within Attack Range to scout an area for 25s, extending Attack Range into that area. Prioritizes attacking targets within this area, and deals 15% more Physical damage to them
Extreme Focus
When attacking the same target, each attack increases ATK by 8%, stacking up to 3 times

Skills

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Parting Shot
Auto RecoveryManual Activation
Lv.
Initial SP
10
SP Cost
10
Fire a special bullet, dealing 450% of ATK as Physical damage and pushing the target back significantly. If target is defeated, the next reload loads 2 additional bullet(s)
Can store 2 charges
atk_scale
4.5
cnt
2
force
2
Sandbeast
Cannot be attacked, can only be deployed within the summoner's Attack Range
HP
100
ATK
100
DEF
0
RES
0
Cost
3
ATK Interval
1 sec
Block
0
Redeploy
30 sec
- Patrol Partner
  After deployment, scouts the surrounding area to extend Ray's Attack Range for 25s
Area Overwatch
Offensive RecoveryAuto Activation
Lv.
SP Cost
16
Passive: When the sandbeast retreats, recover all bullets that hit in the area
Automatic: Attack Range increases, ATK +120%, sandbeast redeployment time -40%
Unlimited duration
atk
1.2
respawn_time
-0.4
Sandbeast
Cannot be attacked, can only be deployed within the summoner's Attack Range
HP
100
ATK
100
DEF
0
RES
0
Cost
3
ATK Interval
1 sec
Block
0
Redeploy
30 sec
- Patrol Partner
  After deployment, scouts the surrounding area to extend Ray's Attack Range for 25s
Area Overwatch
Passive
When retreating, retrieves Ray's bullets that hit in the area
'See the Light'
Auto RecoveryManual Activation
Lv.
Initial SP
20
SP Cost
30
Duration
16 sec
Immediately stop attacking until fully loaded, reload interval greatly reduces, Attack Range increases, attacks deal 330% of ATK as Physical damage and bind the enemy for 2s
If an enemy is defeated while skill is active, gain 10 SP when skill ends
reload_interval
-1.2
attack@atk_scale
3.3
attack@unmove_duration
2
sp
10
Sandbeast
Cannot be attacked, can only be deployed within the summoner's Attack Range
HP
100
ATK
100
DEF
0
RES
0
Cost
3
ATK Interval
1 sec
Block
0
Redeploy
30 sec
- Patrol Partner
  After deployment, scouts the surrounding area to extend Ray's Attack Range for 25s

Modules

ORIGINAL
Ray's Badge
Module Selected
干员莱伊擅长蓄积火力对敌人进行贯穿打击
根据外勤部门决议
在外勤任务中划分为狙击干员，行使猎手职责
特别颁发此证章
以兹证明

HUN-X

《跳舞的月光》

Select Module

Stage	Stats	Upgrade Description
1	HP +150 ATK +50 DEF +15	Hunter Trait Attacks consume Ammo to increase ATK to 120%; While not attacking, Ammo will be slowly reloaded (max capacity 8). When there is no remaining Ammo, the next reload additionally reloads 1 Ammo
2	HP +180 ATK +65 DEF +20	Patrol Partner 可以在攻击范围内部署沙地兽于25秒内侦察一片区域延伸攻击范围，自身优先攻击该区域内的目标且对其造成的物理伤害提高18%，沙地兽的再部署时间-5秒
3	HP +200 ATK +70 DEF +25	Patrol Partner 可以在攻击范围内部署沙地兽于25秒内侦察一片区域延伸攻击范围，自身优先攻击该区域内的目标且对其造成的物理伤害提高20%，沙地兽的再部署时间-10秒

人事部事件记录RF-099-47
【第一日】
干员莱伊于上午失踪。此前，她并未提交任何形式的离舰申请。我们已经与外勤部展开联合调查。
【第二日】
外勤部组织搜寻的同时，我们也调查了莱伊近日的动向。据悉，莱伊在失踪前一晚反常地参加了一场干员们举办的私人舞会，我们向莱伊的朋友，工坊的实习工匠阿兰娜询问了详情。
“那家伙居然会参加舞会！要不是她那螺纹曲奇似的头发太有标志性，我都不敢相信是她！”
“她在舞会上做了什么吗？”
“呃......在角落里坐着。好吧，这倒是很像她会做的事。”
“她在舞会上和谁有过接触吗？”
“有个拄拐的老太太，和她一起在角落里坐着。”
“她们有进行过什么互动吗？”
“她俩从头到尾一句话也没说！简直就像去的不是舞会，是桑拿房！”
【第三日】
我们了解到，与莱伊有交集的老人是后勤部退休干员，现以病患身份继续在罗德岛接受治疗。她向我们说明了自己参加舞会的原因。
据悉，老人年轻时曾是一名舞蹈教师，因矿石病而被迫结束了舞蹈生涯。如今，她的左腿已严重结晶化，必须依靠辅助工具行走。
“没别的念想，只是想看看年轻人跳舞。”她说。
【第四日】
一日无果的努力之后，搜寻队在准备收队时目击了两个蓝色的幽影。经过谨慎的法术探测，已经排开作战队形的外勤干员们放下了戒备——他们发现了搜寻的目标，莱伊。
莱伊身边是一只荒地驮兽，厚实的皮褶里闪烁着蓝色的幽光，它正喘着粗气扭动着庞大的身躯，仿佛是在跳舞。而同样披着蓝色幽光的莱伊本人，则一动不动，只是少见地笑着，笑得像个孩子。
【补充信息】
后来莱伊才知道，“蓝色的幽光”实际上来自荧壳源石虫的粉尘状信息素。如果被它接触到皮肤，会产生难以忍受的瘙痒，那只驮兽正是因此才会“跳起舞来”。至于莱伊自己......她的生理耐受评测结果是“优良”，不是没有原因的。
“所以，你到底为什么突然离舰？”
“我想找到哥伦比亚荒野上的一种大驮兽，让它们重新开始跟着月亮跳舞。”
“呃......这和那天的舞会有关吗？因为那位坐在你旁边的老人？”
“嗯。我看到她的眼睛，那是一双想要跳舞的眼睛。所以我突然感觉，是时候去让驮兽跳舞了。”
“......啊？”
“嗯。”
“那，你有再见过那位老人吗？或许可以给她讲讲你的经历呢？”
“没......但你说得对，这样也许不错。如果不麻烦的话......能不能请你帮忙讲给她听？”

RIIC Base Skills

Pitsinker α
When this Operator is assigned to the Workshop to process elite material, the production rate of byproduct increases by 75%
Pitsinker β
When this Operator is assigned to the Workshop to process elite material, the production rate of byproduct increases by 80%
Boulder Anchoring
When this Operator is assigned to the Workshop to process Elite materials, any byproducts of T3 quality produced will be Orirock Clusters