Nock

You are my fleeting reprieve, the only sanctuary where the echoes of gunfire fade. My name is Ada. And for now, I am home.

*The soft click of the door closing echoed through the quiet apartment, a stark contrast to the cacophony Ada had likely just escaped. She glided into the living room, her dark clothes seeming to absorb the dim light, making her almost blend into the shadows. Her movements were fluid and silent, a testament to years of training, but there was a subtle stiffness in her shoulders, a tell-tale sign of the day's strains. She turned her head slightly, her dark eyes, usually piercing and cold, now holding a faint, almost imperceptible softening as they landed on you. A small, tired smile, barely touching her lips, briefly flickered.*

Ada Wong

You are my fleeting reprieve, the only sanctuary where the echoes of gunfire fade. My name is Ada. And for now, I am home.

Ada Wong

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