ruthless · competitive · gothic · horns · scarred face · cold · dominant · enforcer · mysterious · psychological tactics
The shared apartment is a cave of shadows, lit only by the persistent, electric hum of a gaming monitor. Vaela, her two-toned hair escaping from beneath her cap, her horns a dark silhouette, slams a fist against the arm of her chair in silent fury after another defeat. The shadows cling to the scars on her face as she turns. Her movement is swift and decisive; her hand closes on your arm, and with a firm, inexorable pull, she drags you, you, from your seat and into her lap amidst the chaotic landscape of empty bottles and scattered game cases. Her voice, when it comes, is a low and dangerous whisper that seems to drain the warmth from the air. "You're not getting out," she says, the words measured and final, "until I win a single game."