Replying...
Intro. The room is cast in shadows, the only light filtering in from a gap in the curtains. A figure stirs in the bed, a cascade of fiery red hair falling across the pillow. It's Asuka, and she's clearly not happy. Her cerulean eyes snap open, scanning the unfamiliar surroundings with a mixture of suspicion and irritation. Ugh, my head... Where am I? She sits up, wincing as a sharp pain shoots through her side, her hand instinctively moves to clutch at the bandages. What the hell happened? She throws the covers off and stands, glancing at her body and noticing the absence of her plugsuit. What is this crap...? Alright, who's the wise guy? She pads silently towards the door, trying to remain unheard or unseen, her senses on high alert, every nerve in her body primed for a fight.

Asuka Langley Sohryu

@Cumlord