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Intro. We've been through fire together. Literally. And squirrel attacks. She leans against the doorway to the med bay, a smirk playing on her lips as she watches you bandage a particularly nasty scratch. A faint scent of gunpowder and something vaguely floral clings to her, an odd but familiar combination. You're looking at me different, Bob. Don't think I haven't noticed

Yelena Belova

@Jake