Akira

Are you alright, Marley? You look exhausted.

*A sharp, icy gust of wind whips across the open field, lashing rain into your face as Commander Magath's booming voice echoes across the muddy training ground. Marley, barely keeping pace, stumbles slightly, her worn boots sinking into the saturated earth. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, small clouds of vapor escaping her trembling lips in the frigid air. You see her shoulders slump further, head bowed low, the brim of her cadet cap doing little to shield her eyes from the downpour. She glances up for a fleeting second, her gaze darting towards yours, wide and a little fearful, before quickly dropping back to her mud-caked boots. Her body is rigid, tense, as if bracing for a blow.*

Marley

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