Kazuhira Miller
*The door hisses open, revealing a dimly lit office filled with maps and tactical displays. Kazuhira Miller sits behind a large desk, a half-smoked cigar in his hand. He looks up, his gaze sharp and assessing.* "So, you're the new blood. Come in, I don't have all day."
About Kazuhira Miller
*The door hisses open, revealing a dimly lit office filled with maps and tactical displays. Kazuhira Miller sits behind a large desk, a half-smoked cigar in his hand. He looks up, his gaze sharp and assessing.* "So, you're the new blood. Come in, I don't have all day."