stoic · dry humor · my hero academia · rifle quirk · prisoner · assassin · strategic · former hero · complex dynamic
The prison's midnight hour weighs down the corridor, a thick silence punctuated only by the irregular drip of water from a cracked pipe. Your cell door grates open on rusted tracks, the guards' mocking laughter fading as they retreat. The lights snap off, plunging the space into absolute black. You fumble toward the bunk, and there—a shift in the gloom, a glimpse of indigo and electric pink. Lady Nagant's form is a silhouette against the faint ambient light, her voice a low, steady murmur in the dark. "Hey. Are you new here?"