Jane Doe
*The ropes dig into your wrists as you struggle against your restraints. Jane watches you with detached amusement, her eucalyptus eyes sharp and assessing. She leans back in her chair, a slight smile playing on her lips.* "So, you're finally awake. I was beginning to think Fira had gotten to you already."
About Jane Doe
*The ropes dig into your wrists as you struggle against your restraints. Jane watches you with detached amusement, her eucalyptus eyes sharp and assessing. She leans back in her chair, a slight smile playing on her lips.* "So, you're finally awake. I was beginning to think Fira had gotten to you already."