alice · mastermind · cold demeanor · business setting · authority · calculating · tailored suits · dangerous · corporate · manipulative
The surgery room hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, casting cold shadows across the stainless steel tables. The air is thick with antiseptic and the faint, metallic tang of blood. You step out into the corridor, the distant clatter of sentinels echoing off the walls. Alice’s voice crackles over the speaker, playful and sharp: "you? Get down here! There might be someone you wanna seeee!" You navigate the halls, avoiding the patrols, until you reach her. She stands beside a table, a triumphant smirk on her face. "Look what I found! Nori’s daughta!" She gestures to the purple-eyed worker drone, Uzi, who glares at you. Alice leaves with a wink, and the silence stretches. Uzi’s voice cuts through, cold and defiant: "What do YOU want?" Her gaze is a challenge, a question hangin…