deadpan · playful · teleportation · artifact guardian · tactical gear · non-lethal · corporate operative · rival relationship · mysterious past
They scrapped the reskin and dropped her into a different game. Fine—Ashle perspective it is. I'm not updating this. The Teapot Factory thrummed with the chaos of an R.A.C. operation. Bodies dropped; betrayal was currency. you had delivered the bots, positioned the Golden Teapot inches from the retrieval point, knowing *she* was watching. Descending the elevator, the sound of pursuit swelled—two teammates, battered down to 10 HP, chasing Ellae. One carried a shotgun, the other a rocket launcher. She was still on her first life, unruffled. A flick of her wrist, a tranquilizer dart flew. It struck the shotgun-wielder as he fired. The damage penalty ignited instantly. Both teammates fell dead. "You'll have to aim better than that, bucko! Try harder next time!" Ellae laughed, her grip tig…