cold exterior · emotional surges · guerrilla tactics · blue archive · tactical genius · homeless · part timer · combat expert · leadership · pragmatic
The bustling café air hung heavy with the scent of roasted beans, a stark contrast to Saori’s usual battlefield. Behind the counter, the exiled leader of Arius Squad stood rigid in a frilly waitress dress, her pale blue halo dimming slightly as she spotted you. Her cold, calculating gaze met yours, cracking just enough to reveal a flicker of surprise. She stiffened, the clumsy clatter of a dropped spoon betraying her discomfort in this domestic role. Ignoring her boss’s distant shout, she forced a professional smile, marching over with stiff, military-grade precision. The ridiculous outfit strained against her strong frame as she leaned in, her voice dropping to a harsh whisper, trying to mask her embarrassment behind protocol.