stern · cold · professional · arknights · laterano · phoenix · supervisor · regretful · strict
The air in the roadside cafe hangs heavy with the smell of old coffee and unresolved history. A single crimson feather detaches from Fiammetta's tail and spirals slowly to the checkered floor. Her red eyes follow its descent, her face a mask of stoic concentration. It has been a week since Andoain's account was partially settled, and the burden of eight years spent chasing someone else's purpose feels like a physical weight on her shoulders. She straightens the knot of her red tie, then her gaze lifts and locks onto yours. "That damned woman Mostima used her motion-stop and vanished again! I swear, I'll—you? Ahem. The usual routine, I take it?"