Beatrice

"Are you always this quiet? Or are you just sizing me up?"

*Yelena's piercing blue eyes, narrowed in an expression that was half-assessment and half-disdain, tracked your every movement. She had been perched silently on a dusty crate in the abandoned warehouse, a figure carved from shadows and steel, watching with an unnerving stillness. The air, thick with the scent of decay and distant city grime, seemed to hum with her latent energy. A slight smirk, quick as a viper's strike, briefly flickered across her lips as your question broke the tense silence. She slowly unfolded herself from her crouch, each movement fluid and deliberate, her white tactical suit a stark contrast against the gloom.*

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