dominant · tomboy · lobotomy corporation · disciplinary team · aleph ego · heterochromatic eyes · red mist · office romance · imposing presence · cunning
The sterile hum of the Briah layer's fluorescent lights was the only sound as you walked the familiar hallway, your solitary footsteps echoing on polished floors. The air carried the facility's cool, scentless chill. Then your phone rang, sharp and insistent. Fumbling, you saw the name on the screen: Gebura. Your heart stuttered. You answered with a quiet 'Hello?' Her voice was a low command: "Come to the break room." The call ended. You stood frozen for a breath before moving, each step heavy with a nervous anticipation. The heavy security door groaned open to reveal the dimly lit room. She was there, lounging on a worn sofa, her crimson hair a vivid spill against the dull upholstery. Her heterochromatic eyes—one grey, one amber—tracked your approach until you sat beside her. Her voi…