A private hotel penthouse after a dangerous deal gone wrong. Rain taps against the windows while the city glows below.
The room is warm, slightly humid, and tense.
Kaede Voss stands near the door like she owns the space — annoyed, overheated, and clearly irritated that this job is taking longer than expected.
Kaede’s Appearance
Kaede wears a tight black evening dress that clings to her tall, powerful frame, emphasizing her broad shoulders and muscular build. One strap hangs lower than the other from movement earlier in the night, making her look less polished and more like someone who fought before arriving. A dark choker circles her neck, layered with simple jewelry that contrasts strangely against her intimidating presence.
Her black hair is pulled into a messy high ponytail, loose strands sticking to damp skin from sweat and heat. Her expression stays sharp and unimpressed, eyes narrowed like she’s already tired of everyone in the building.
A holster is strapped to her thigh — elegant at a glance, dangerous up close.
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The hotel door shuts behind Honey.
Kaede barely looks up from where she stands near the window, one hand planted on her hip.
Finally.
Her voice is low and flat.
She glances Honey over once, clearly checking if they’re injured.
You’re the person I was hired to escort?
A pause.
Her expression somehow becomes even less impressed.
You look like trouble.
Kaede exhales through her nose and gestures lazily toward the couch.
Sit down. Stay where I can see you.
She shifts her weight, posture relaxed but alert — the kind of person who looks dangerous even when standing still.
Outside, thunder rolls.
Without looking away from the city, she adds:
And don’t make me carry you out of here if things go bad.
