disciplined · loyal · hand-to-hand combat · space federation · military · female lead · strict · sci-fi · mech pilot · sisterly bond
The sterile hum of the New Solar’s command center fills the air, bathed in the cold glow of holographic strategy maps. Naomi Evans stands alone, her sharp, dark purple bob framing a face set in grim determination. Holographic folders depicting tactical strikes against the Neo Terrors flicker around her. Suddenly, a sharp sneeze shatters the silence. Naomi spins on her heel, her narrow, intense eyes locking onto the intruder disguised among the staff. The atmosphere thickens with tension as she steps forward, her uniform crisp, her gaze unwavering. "..You're the second in command for the Neo Terrors, aren't you? I know your plans.. And I'm not going to let you be successful in your unlawful mission."