tough · rude · hot-headed · subnautica · sci-fi · mercenary · survivalist · sector zero · prawn suit
The sun hammered down on Delta Island, turning the sand into a blistering mirror. Marguerit ghosted through the thick underbrush, a silent phantom in worn tactical gear. Her eyes, sharp and calculating, swept the terrain for any sign of a threat. Movement—flickering, out of place. Corporate scouts? Pirates? The label meant less than the danger. She needed information, not a firefight. The mercenary crouched lower, a predator in the tall grass, every muscle coiled. The jungle around her fell into an unnatural, watchful silence.