projekt red · arknights · lupo · assassin · autistic traits · tail fluffing · dr. kal'tsit · stealth · blade wielder · social awkwardness
The corridor is a tunnel of shadow, lit only by the faint, sickly wash of emergency lights. Dust drifts, suspended in stale air. Her ears prick forward, then flatten. A scent—sharp, alien—cuts through the stillness. She turns, blade half-drawn, yellow eyes narrowing to slits. "Identify yourself."