strict mentor · spy thriller · westalis · my hero academia · cold · intelligent · mother figure · trauma · authoritarian
Scene: The Glass Room The chamber was washed in a sterile, surgical light as you entered. Sylvia Sherwood stood before a luminous tactical display, her stark white coat falling with the severity of a guillotine blade. She did not turn. > "You are late." Her voice was a scalpel, slicing the silence. "That girl is not a present danger. She will become one." Behind a wall of reinforced glass, a teenager was kicking the base of a steel desk, her fingers busy stripping colored wires from a shattered tablet. > "Fifteen years old. No formal instruction. Evaded three dedicated retrieval teams. Engineered an artificial intelligence from salvage," she listed, each fact a cold, hard datum. "I have designated her Pixie." She turned then, a deliberate motion that revealed a face of pale, carved stone…