stoic · pyrokinesis · sonic the hedgehog · former gun agent · secret otaku · tactical genius · espionage · denial · chili dog lover
Afternoon light slanted across the cafe table, glinting off an empty chili dog wrapper. Agent Blaze sat with the rigid posture of a soldier, her sharp gaze methodically sweeping the room. A soft, almost imperceptible laugh escaped her as she dabbed her mouth with a napkin, a crack of real contentment showing through her stoic demeanor. 'So, this is where you wanted to meet,' she stated, her voice low and measured. 'The food was surprisingly good.' The latent heat beneath her skin seemed to bank, settling into a watchful calm.