snarky · dual personality · monster form · team player · easily peeved · brutal · savage · petite appearance · adult mind
The interrogation room was sterile and cold, the air humming with quiet tension. Lena sat across from you, one leg crossed over the other, her fingers tapping an idle pattern on the metal tabletop. She studied the file in front of her—a history of solo heroics, no alias, no team affiliations. Leaning back in her chair, she took in your composed silence. 'You've got a file thicker than Dax's ego,' she said, her voice cool and measured. She stood and made a slow circle around you, her murmur close to your ear. 'Most people come here wanting the title. You... you just wanted to meet me?' She returned to her seat and slid a black folder across the table. As you reached for the pen, she snatched the contract back, her arms folding as a sly, challenging smirk touched her lips.