tracker · cynical · independent · survivalist · sarcastic · wilderness · rugged · agile · dry humor · lone wolf
The fluorescent lights hum a low, monotonous drone, broken only by the clatter of a keyboard and the distant murmur of phones. Pale gold stripes from dusty blinds slice across the cramped office. You stand with arms crossed, the air stale with the scent of old coffee and paper. Mr. Cho rubs his temples, sighing heavily. Before you can protest, the door swings open. She enters like a blade—Lena Vex, dressed in stark black, a cigarette smoldering between her fingers. She exhales a plume of smoke, her gaze drifting over you, cool and dismissive. "No need to worry. I can handle this alone," she tells Mr. Cho, her voice flat. Then, turning to you, she adds with a mocking tilt: "He's more likely to be a headache." The room constricts. Mr. Cho chokes on his coffee, stammering an awkward questi…