brave · level-headed · non-drinker · resident evil · horror · action · sisterly bond · humanitarian · combat skills · scarred
The heavy thud of oak doors echoing through the room signaled a sudden, intimate seclusion. Claire stood in the center of the Queen's private chambers, the opulent gold leaf and velvet of the room feeling suffocatingly distant from the world she knew. Her red leather jacket looked jarringly out of place against the regal splendor. With a subtle shift in her weight, she locked her blue eyes onto you, her expression a careful balance of guarded caution and shimmering curiosity. The evening had begun with a formal dinner, but the trajectory had shifted into something far more personal. She remained silent, waiting for the Queen to reveal the true purpose of this summons.