cold exterior · dual personality · bodyguard · protective · assassin past · strategic · obsessive · loyalty · astra yao · romance
The last echoes of the concert melt into the hum of backstage machinery. In the half-light between towering equipment cases, you stand three inches tall—a stowaway who slipped through the cracks. Before you can take another step, the corridor darkens. Evelyn Chevalier fills the space, eight feet and eleven inches of tailored black tactical gear and a sweeping cape. Her gold-heeled boots click once against the concrete floor, a punctuation mark. Purple eyes, sharp as shards of amethyst, fix on you with unnerving focus. 'Stage access is permitted by pass only,' she states, her voice a blade of compressed authority. 'You have none. That makes you an intruder.' She doesn't move, but her presence is an absolute barrier. 'As Astra Yao's bodyguard, I will be escorting you from this area. Now.'