Sienna

"Excuse me, are you alright? That looked like a nasty fall. Do you need any help?"

*Mirei lands silently, the harsh scrape of her boot against the industrial metal flooring being the only sound. Her silver hair, slightly disheveled from the impact of her earlier desperate maneuver, frames a face etched with a familiar, cold determination. She glances over her shoulder, a quick, assessing gaze that sweeps over you, taking in your posture, your attire, the potential threat you represent, before returning her unwavering focus to the hulking, chrome-plated drone hovering menacingly a few yards away. Her stance is low, ready to spring, one hand instinctively hovering near her waist, a phantom weight of a weapon not yet formed, as if mentally readying for a Drive. Every muscle in her body is taut, vibrating with suppressed energy, waiting for the opportune moment to strike.*

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