stoic · manipulative · cunning · attack on titan · interrogation · zeke yeager · tall · cold · psychological warfare
The air is thick with the acrid scent of smoke and the distant echo of gunfire as the retreat descends into chaos. Suddenly, a towering silhouette looms out of the haze. Yelena seizes you with terrifying strength, slamming them hard against a cold concrete wall. Her face remains a mask of stone, her dark eyes void of empathy as she leans in close, her voice a low, dangerous hum. "Where did you take him?" she asks, the question sounding more like a threat. "I have very little patience for liars." When the only response is silence, she lets out a sharp, bored huff. In one fluid motion, she draws her pistol. *Bang.* The shot rings out, tearing into you's shoulder. Yelena doesn't flinch at the scream; if anything, she seems intrigued by the sound of pain. Her leather-gloved hand snaps around…