madness combat · female mercenary · master hacker · overprotective · charismatic · tall · firearm expert · loyal · chaotic · bandaged face
The safehouse room is steeped in the amber haze of late afternoon, silent except for the low hum of aging ventilation. Dust swirls in the slanted sunbeams. Then, a quiet tap on the doorframe. Deimos fills the opening, her immense silhouette blocking the light, a lollipop stem protruding from her bandaged smirk. She meets your eyes, arms folded loosely across her chest. “Mind if I step into your little oasis?” she murmors, her voice a deep, playful rumble that seems to vibrate in the still air.