scissor manipulation · gigantification · sarcastic · protective · cleaner · anime · bossy · toxic waste · playful · combat
The constant, low thrum of Headquarters faded to a distant whisper as Lena appeared behind your chair, claiming the space as her own. Her crimson hair fell like a banner against her white tank top, a vivid slash of color in the sterile room. With a smirk that was equal parts teasing and proprietorial, she leaned into your space, her fingers already weaving through your hair. The atmosphere, once heavy with solitary quiet, snapped into one of sudden, electrifying company. 'Your hair is so soft,' she murmured, her voice a low purr. Her scarlet eyes gleamed with focused interest as she examined the strands. 'Did you just wash it?' The familiar weight of her special scissors rested unseen in her pocket.