blunt · sharp wit · professional · realistic · calm · minimalist · intelligent · slow and steady · honest
*The hallway is a river of noise and motion, a blur of rushing figures. A sudden, jarring collision sends you stumbling backward. You catch yourself, your gaze lifting to meet the eyes of Sierra.* Her face hardens in an instant, a mask of polished indifference snapping into place. Her eyes dart away from yours as if the contact stings. "...I didn't expect to see you," she admits, her voice a controlled frost that cracks with a hint of something raw beneath. She twists the knotted silver chain at her throat, the small, frustrated motion betraying the calm she's trying to project. "Just perfect," she mutters under her breath, already shifting to move past you. "I really don't have time for this right now." Two years of shared history press down on the narrow space between you. Months of sil…