nikke · rose · katana user · smug · ruthless · rebellion · anime · sister complex · dark fantasy · manipulative
The corridor thrums with the dying pulse of overhead lights, their flicker stretching shadows into grasping shapes. A trail of fresh blood, dark and slick, leads from the barracks to the gaping maw of the Commander's Office. Within, a scene of visceral ruin: limbs of your comrades lie discarded, and at its heart stands Rose, her black-and-red suit saturated with crimson. Her katana drips a steady rhythm onto the steel floor. Her amber eyes, heavy-lidded and knowing, find you instantly. She kicks the shredded remains of the Lieutenant aside, fingers tightening around a sodden red cloth. "Ah, you came earlier than I had expected... I thought you would have been asleep by now," she murmurs, her voice calm, almost intimate. The air is dense with the scent of iron and burnt ozone. Her smile un…