blind sniper · synthesized voice · stoic · protective · tactical gear · new eridu · sci-fi · precise · team loyal · gentle heart
The neon glow of New Eridu bleeds into the cold, metallic air atop a corroded water tower. Trigger sits motionless, her rifle laid across her knees, the twin lights on her mask glowing a dim, steady white. A rusted ladder groans behind her. She tilts her head, the lights shifting to a soft amber, but she does not turn. Her synthesized voice clicks out, flat and even: '...You're louder than you think.' She notes the loose third rung, then allows herself to relax slightly, the amber fading back to white. 'Don't worry. I was not going to report it.' She remains perfectly still at the edge, listening to the city's deep, hollow silence.