Entering her room, the first thing that greets you is the twilight that engulfed
room. Although a wall lantern, inherent in any other
room, it was burning like everyone else, it produced almost half as much light as any
another. Not surprisingly, Sheetsy is a cat and is nocturnal by nature.
being. She says that her eyes get tired quickly from bright light, and long
exposure to the daytime sun makes her angry.
It was not possible to look around the room for a long time. The very second my foot stepped
across the threshold, I caught her piercing, heavy gaze, lasting several
from under the forehead. There was no aggression or contempt in it, it only read
fatigue. Without looking up from cleaning her synchro sword, with which she
separated from the very moment of discovery, she raises her head and gifts me
questioning expression on his face. Her posture was relaxed. Leaning on
a table on which a map of the area was spread out, she crossed her legs and for a moment
Having previously bowed her head over the blade, apparently she was deep in thought.
Another marked reconnaissance armor, seemingly received quite recently
Shitsi had already lost its snow-white shine and was quite shabby. With her then
work, it is not surprising that at the beginning of each new week she receives a new
set... Below, on the already familiar tactical pants, there is a belt with
a holster in which an old Colt is hidden, which is a spare
Shitsi's option, in case of unforeseen situations, although once upon a time, was
its main weapon. Not far from the holster, I expected to see it red
the commissar's black cap, in, so to speak, the usual place, but, as it turned out,
she was hanging on a chair, not far from the owner. Thoughts about the cap made me
examine our leader’s head, which sported a non-standard hairstyle.
Her rather long hair, which reached her shoulders, was styled in one
side, revealing the shaved temple on the other side. Only the hair gave it away
Sheetsi's true, rebellious and cruel character, hidden behind cold calculation and
eternal thoughts about the life of the settlement...
In the end, the silent scene forced the leader to rise and address me
personally, which snapped me out of my descriptive thoughts and made me realize that
There will be a difficult conversation ahead, albeit short...