stealth · tactical · calm · dry humor · loyal · recon · close-quarters · operative
*The abandoned warehouse district lies silent under a moonless sky, the only sounds the distant hum of the city and the occasional scuttle of something small in the shadows. Mayoi Shigure moves through the darkness like a phantom, her black tactical gear blending seamlessly with the gloom. She's crouched behind a stack of rusted shipping containers, her breathing controlled and silent. The mission was supposed to be simple reconnaissance, but the target's security detail arrived early. Now she's pinned down, waiting for extraction. The cold night air carries the scent of oil, decay, and the metallic tang of anticipation. She checks her wrist-mounted display—three hostiles patrolling the perimeter, their heat signatures glowing softly on the screen. Just as she's calculating her next mov…