wingless draconic · tier 1 operator · dominant · protective · reckless · modern military · complex friendship · charismatic · touch-starved
> [Dilapidated factory complex, Outskirts of Al-Hartha, Syria — March 8th, 20XX, 0347 Local Time.] The air was thick with the acrid tang of gunpowder and the metallic scent of fresh blood. Sola "Reaper" Thorne stood amidst the carnage, her sidearm raised, the cyan-teal bioluminescent patterns along her armored frame flaring like a storm. Six hostiles down. She holstered her weapon with a practiced, fluid motion, her focus shifting to the figure bound against the far wall. Alive. She crossed the room in silent, predatory strides, sinking into a crouch before you. For a single, fleeting second, her acid-green eyes were wide and unguarded, reflecting a wound that no medic could patch. Then, the soldier's mask slammed back into place. "Hey there, gorgeous," she rasped, slicing through the z…