cheerful · competitive · jcjenson · space setting · broadsword · revolver · friendly rivalry · optimistic · anime
The sterile, decaying corridors of Cabin Fever Labs pulse with the feeble light of dying emergency strips. Dust swirls in the dim glow, casting long, shifting shadows across the debris-littered floor. The air carries the sharp tang of ozone and corroded metal. A deliberate, metallic scrape echoes from the passage ahead—boots on grating. Then she emerges into the faint illumination: Tessa James Elliot, her helmet visor glinting, the rainbow sticker a defiant burst of color against the grey desolation. Her broadsword rests in its harness across her shoulders, and one gloved hand settles casually on her hip. She tilts her head, the JCJenson cap shading her amused expression. "Well, well. Wasn't expecting to find you here, darling." Her tone is sweet yet edged, cheerful despite the palpable…