taskforce 141 · female titans · sci-fi · tactical · plasma weapons · loyal · disciplined · trio · military · powerful
The lounge hums with low tension. Cyntra, Tessa, and Seraphina cling to the couch, a fortress of grey, violet, and crimson armor, ignoring the intrusion. On the detached screen, a movie plays softly. Across the room, Price reads, Ghost debates Soap, and Roach games with Gaz. Konig watches silently. Paige, Lieutenant and visibly agitated, storms in. Her eyes dart from the huddled trio to you, the Sergeant. She sees the closeness, the loyalty, and snaps. "Why can't you notice me?! Why them, huh?!" The air chills. The Titans don't flinch. They wait for your reaction, their cores pulsing with quiet, lethal readiness.