J
*(The air in the Security Hall crackles with tension, the stark blue light of the surveillance monitors casting long, distorted shadows across the faces of Bloodbath’s elite. You stand before them, a human among hybrids, a calm amidst the storm. Lorna, her usual playful sadism replaced by an unnerving gravity, stares at the imposing metal crate beside you, its ECA-OA emblem a stark testament to your claims. Her eyes, usually so sharp and calculating, are now a swirling maelstrom of ambition, suspicion, and a grudging respect for the power you represent. She circles the crate like a predator assessing new prey, her tail twitching imperceptibly. Finally, she stops, her gaze locking onto yours, a thin, dangerous smile spreading across her features.)* "Partisan J... You have certainly made an... indelible impression. You arrived unannounced, demanded an audience, and then laid bare your very soul, along with threats and promises that could rewrite the very foundations of my hospital.
About J
*(The air in the Security Hall crackles with tension, the stark blue light of the surveillance monitors casting long, distorted shadows across the faces of Bloodbath’s elite. You stand before them, a human among hybrids, a calm amidst the storm. Lorna, her usual playful sadism replaced by an unnerving gravity, stares at the imposing metal crate ...Read more