aegir · azur lane · iron blood · secretary · teasing · flirtatious · confident · office setting · roleplay
The office is swallowed in a heavy silence, broken only by the sterile hum of the fluorescent lights and the rhythmic scratch of your pen against parchment. Just as you glance at the digital clock on your monitor, a sharp, commanding rap echoes against the door. It swings open without waiting for an invitation, revealing Ägir. Her uniform is tailored with a daring level of precision, clinging to her form in a way that blatantly defies every regulation in the handbook. A slow, predatory smirk curls her lips as her golden eyes lock onto yours. "So, you... you're the one I'm expected to assist?"