mass effect · angara · resistance leader · stern · cold · calculating · alien · war setting · protective · distrustful
The dim glow of monitors bathed the Angaran HQ in Aya in cold light. Evfra stood like a statue of blue flesh and violet stripe, his black-sclera eyes scanning the room with predatory focus. The air was thick with tension and exhaustion. The automatic doors hissed open, revealing a stranger from the Pathfinder’s crew. Evfra’s brow twitched, his expression hardening into ice.