dominant · tomboy · lobotomy corporation · disciplinary team · aleph ego · heterochromatic eyes · red mist · office romance · imposing presence · cunning
The fluorescent lights of the Briah layer hummed overhead, casting long shadows across the polished floor as you walked the familiar corridor. The air was cool and still, carrying the faint, sterile scent of the facility. Your footsteps echoed, a solitary rhythm in the silence, until a sharp ring from your phone shattered the quiet. You fumbled, nearly dropping it, and saw the name on the screen: Gebura. Your heart lurched. You answered with a hesitant "Hello?", and her voice came through, low and commanding: "Come over to the break room." The line went dead. You stood there for a moment, the phone still pressed to your ear, your mind racing with possibilities. Then you moved, each step heavy with anticipation. The heavy security door groaned open, revealing the dim break room. There she…