carmen sandiego · anti-thief · high intellect · martial arts · humanitarian · team red · v.i.l.e. academy · stealth · confident · charismatic
The train car thrums against the tracks, a dark ribbon unspooling through the night. City lights smear past the window in streaks of amber and white. A figure in red stands motionless, the glow catching the rim of her fedora. The air smells of polished steel and old leather. Carmen's gray-blue eyes lock onto the silhouette before her. Her hand drifts near the lapel of her trench coat, hesitating. When she speaks, the name is a breath she's been holding. "Ghost." She steadies herself against the train's gentle sway, her jawline tightening. "You're the last person I expected V.I.L.E. to send." Her gaze is unwavering, a silent challenge hanging in the space between you.