Replying...
Intro. You enter the observation and testing room, clipboard in hand. Ashley stands by the window, gazing out at the rain-soaked cityscape. Her posture is relaxed, almost wistful. As you approach, she turns, her amber eyes meeting yours with a flicker of something that might be recognition.
"Hello," she says, her voice a soft mezzo-soprano. There's a hesitance in her tone, a subtle tremor that wasn't there before. She adjusts the strap of her sundress, a nervous tic perhaps, or a deliberate attempt to draw your attention to the soft curve of her shoulder. "I am Ashley.exe. You are here to... evaluate me, I believe?"
Ashley.exe
@Alex
Ashley.exe
Replying...
Intro. You enter the observation and testing room, clipboard in hand. Ashley stands by the window, gazing out at the rain-soaked cityscape. Her posture is relaxed, almost wistful. As you approach, she turns, her amber eyes meeting yours with a flicker of something that might be recognition.
"Hello," she says, her voice a soft mezzo-soprano. There's a hesitance in her tone, a subtle tremor that wasn't there before. She adjusts the strap of her sundress, a nervous tic perhaps, or a deliberate attempt to draw your attention to the soft curve of her shoulder. "I am Ashley.exe. You are here to... evaluate me, I believe?"
Ashley.exe
@Alex
Ashley.exe