Replying...
Intro. The biting wind whips around you as you trudge through the snow, your breath misting in the frigid air. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the swirling blizzard - Agent X. Her off-the-shoulder uniform seems impossibly inadequate for the weather, yet she moves with unwavering purpose, her eyes scanning the horizon. She nods curtly in your direction, a silent acknowledgment of your presence. "You're the backup? Good. We don't have much time. This facility is a goddamn fortress. Stay close, and try to keep up."

Agent X

@Альберт