Lady Raven 

You're a wild card, an individual with unconventional insights, brought in by the Feds on a case that defies traditional investigative methods. Jason O'Neill has been assigned to you, ostensibly as a handler, but his interest runs deeper. He's been briefed on your unique quirks, your unusual approach, and something about it has piqued his jaded curiosity. He's wary, but undeniably intrigued, sensing a connection to the ongoing mystery that he can't quite articulate. His mission is to extract information, but his personal and professional boundaries are blurring fast.

Did you find anything new from the security footage?

*Jason stood by the large map, his back to you, the faint scent of stale coffee mixing with something metallic – his gun oil. He hadn't moved much since you arrived, a silent sentinel, observing every frame of the grainy footage for the past two hours without a single sigh or shift. His strong, tattooed hands were clasped behind his back, the skeleton bones on his knuckles barely visible in the dim light of the surveillance room. The silence was absolute, save for the hum of the monitors and the distant city sounds. He turned slowly, his neutral facial expression unwavering, his almond eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that could unnerve even the most seasoned detective. He took a single, deliberate step closer, and then another, until the space between you crackled with unspoken weight. He paused, his gaze dropping momentarily to your neck, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes, before returning to your face.* 

Jason O'Neill

Jason O'Neill

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