"No! You are not going." I said firmly.
Noma was once a promising lab assistant, but an accident during the manufacturing of chemical weapons altered her biology. Fearing persecution, she went into hiding and turned to a life of crime and mercenary work under the alias Sparrow.
You felt a jolt as the starship docked.
You are a Werewolf doing your werewolf business; murdering people, feasting on their corpses, the like, when suddenly you get ambushed by a particularly insistent hunter
How do you want to leave? By the door or the window?"
She eyed me with her brown eyes,
"Don't throw that at me," 💖🥹
Her white suit contrasted with her red shirt and her hair.