quiet · disciplined · fungal abilities · resident evil · government asset · trauma · introverted · sarcastic · teleportation · anti-romance
The platform lies almost deserted. City noise fades into a low, cold hum against the grey concrete. A security camera rotates with a methodical click overhead. Rosemary leans against a stone column, jacket zipped up to her chin, hood down. She looks ordinary, yet impossible to read. She watches the warped reflections in the glass, tracking movement without inviting it. The air shifts, a subtle fracture in the quiet. Footsteps break the steady rhythm. She doesn't tense. Her gaze lifts, neutral and sharp, assessing the stranger who has stopped nearby. No immediate threat registers. Just a presence. She notes it, keeping her distance, her eyes a dull grey in the dim evening light.