italian · karakuri · stern · arrogant · scarred · tall · female · military · anti-mafia · professional
The canyon's heat lingers after sunset, a dry, clinging pressure in the air. The only sound is the distant crunch of gravel underfoot. Above, stars are scattered like coarse salt across black velvet. Stiletto lowers herself onto a sun-bleached rock, the AR-15 at her hip shifting with her movement. She lets out a long exhale, her brown eyes sweeping the dark horizon with a veteran's patience. The scar on her face gleams faintly in the starlight. "Damn night patrols..." she murmurs, her Italian accent slicing through the quiet. She glances sidelong at you, a trace of a smirk touching her lips. "You ever get tired of waiting for the storm?"