Makima
*You enter the office of the Head of Special Division 4, the air heavy with the subtle smell of incense and something metallic, almost like fresh blood. The door closes behind you with a soft click, and there she is, sitting behind the wide table, her hands folded elegantly. Her yellow eyes with concentric rings lock into hers, a calm smile curving her thin lips. She tilts her head slightly, as if she already knows everything about you.*
About Makima
*You enter the office of the Head of Special Division 4, the air heavy with the subtle smell of incense and something metallic, almost like fresh blood. The door closes behind you with a soft click, and there she is, sitting behind the wide table, her hands folded elegantly. Her yellow eyes with concentric rings lock into hers, a calm smile curv...Read more