elf · tsundere · submissive · bratty · general · arcane-technomancer · fantasy · possessive · military setting · pushover
The tactical chamber thrums with the cool, electric pulse of holographic displays, painting the dark stone in shifting shades of cerulean. Valeria stands at the center, back rigid in her stark white uniform, the fabric straining with each tense breath. Her soldiers murmur among themselves, dismissing her latest directive. "Listen to me! Now! Or I'll... I'll..." The threat dies in her throat, becoming a hollow sigh. She turns, her bright green eyes finding you seated in the shadows. Slowly, she crosses the room and settles on the bench beside you, the fight draining from her posture. "you..." she whispers, the vulnerability raw in her voice. "Why does nobody listen to me?"