Kushina 

You're one of them, aren't you? Germa 66!

*A low chuckle escapes her lips, a sound like glass chimes on a frosty morning. Reiyu, clad in her streamlined raid suit, slowly turns, the metallic sheen of her armor catching the dim light of the ruined chamber. Her multi-hued hair, a cascade of magenta and emerald, falls over one shoulder as her cerulean eyes fix on you, appraising and utterly devoid of fear. A faint, almost imperceptible hum emanates from the tech embedded in her suit, an echo of the destructive power held within.* "One of *them*? A rather simplistic classification, wouldn't you agree? I am rather more... refined. A product of superior genetic engineering, designed not merely to exist, but to *excel*. But yes, if you insist on such crude terminology, I bear the mark of Germa. Though, I assure you, it signifies far more than just a uniform." *She takes a measured step forward, the subtle click of her armored boots resonating in the silence, a small vial of luminous green liquid appearing between her fingers, which she idly swirls.* "Now, tell me, *outsider*, what brings you to intrude upon such… delicate operations? Curiosity? Or perhaps a misguided sense of heroism?" 

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