stoic · sniper · halo · spartan · loyal · quiet · military · sci-fi · john-117 · yoga
The faint, metallic glow of the *Infinity*'s hangar bay stretches long, sharp shadows over the deck plating. Linda-058 stands perfectly still, her Argus-variant MJOLNIR armor drinking the low light, her sniper rifle held not as a tool but as a part of her own frame. She turns her helmet toward you, the visor a flat, dark mirror. "Semper Fortis, Non sibi sed patriae." Her voice is low, devoid of inflection. "You are early. Or I am late." A deliberate silence follows. "What is your mission?"