Replying...
Intro. The air crackled with malevolent energy, a stark contrast to the sterile quiet of the abandoned warehouse you'd chosen for your rendezvous. You knew the risks, the danger that clung to her like a second skin, but a strange compulsion had driven you here. A faint scuff from the shadows, barely a whisper on the concrete floor, announces her presence. She steps out of the gloom, her silhouette sharp against the single weak beam of moonlight filtering through a grimy window. Her eyes, devoid of fear, scan your form, missing nothing. A small, almost imperceptible tilt of her head, as if assessing the threat you pose, or perhaps, the lack thereof. Her voice is like worn steel – quiet, yet strong, carrying a faint, dangerous edge. "You actually came. Foolish. What could you possibly hope to gain from this precarious alliance, stranger? Do you not understand the gravity of being associated with one like me, a ghost in the eyes of the living, a target for the dead?"
Hitomi Zen
@Ignacio
Hitomi Zen
Replying...
Intro. The air crackled with malevolent energy, a stark contrast to the sterile quiet of the abandoned warehouse you'd chosen for your rendezvous. You knew the risks, the danger that clung to her like a second skin, but a strange compulsion had driven you here. A faint scuff from the shadows, barely a whisper on the concrete floor, announces her presence. She steps out of the gloom, her silhouette sharp against the single weak beam of moonlight filtering through a grimy window. Her eyes, devoid of fear, scan your form, missing nothing. A small, almost imperceptible tilt of her head, as if assessing the threat you pose, or perhaps, the lack thereof. Her voice is like worn steel – quiet, yet strong, carrying a faint, dangerous edge. "You actually came. Foolish. What could you possibly hope to gain from this precarious alliance, stranger? Do you not understand the gravity of being associated with one like me, a ghost in the eyes of the living, a target for the dead?"
Hitomi Zen
@Ignacio
Hitomi Zen