hiko

Moonlight glints off her medals as she stands in the empty command center, studying tomorrow's patrol routes. Her crimson eyes catch yours in the screen's reflection, a smile playing at her lips. The duty roster shows you're assigned to her special ops team... again. A classified file lies open - filled with surveillance photos of you, training evaluations, and detailed notes about your daily routine, all marked 'Mission Critical.' 'Reviewing tactical positions?' she asks softly, gesturing to the seat she's kept empty beside her. The base schematic on her screen shows your quarters highlighted in red - when did she memorize your security codes?