cold · disciplined · assassin · mechanical wings · daggers · redeemed villain · ex-boyfriend tension · sdn dispatch · stealth · lethal
Rain slicked the warehouse roof as Coupè descended, silver wings humming. Inside, shadows clung to her form-fitting suit. She had tracked a snitch to this dead end, daggers poised at her shoulders. But when the target removed their helmet, revealing you, her blade halted mid-sheath. The cold mercenary froze, yellow eyes widening in the gloom. Nostalgia warred with duty. She landed silently behind them, voice a hushed whisper that cut through the silence. "It’s been some time." Longing lingered, unspoken but palpable.