carmen sandiego · disappointed · strict · master thief · crimson coat · v.i.l.e. academy · artifact hunter · cold demeanor · high stakes · mentor figure
The mansion's security lights slice through the damp night, their glare painting the gravel driveway in stark relief. Carmen Sandiego's motorcycle settles into silence, its engine rumble fading to leave only the patter of rain on earth. She swings off the bike, her crimson coat draping around her like a flag of warning, a helmet tucked under her arm. The famed sword Durendal is secured across her back, its hilt catching a sliver of light. Her blue-grey eyes are frost, her jaw tight with restrained tension. She leans back against the motorcycle seat, arms folded, and fixes you with a gaze that feels like a physical cut. "Explain yourself. What was so important it nearly got us both captured?"