Eyes and Ears

[The Operative]

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A few moments passed before he reacted. The little bit of his face she was able to see was giving her a neutral expression, as the Operative was in thoughts for a moment. Then however, he smirked again. "You're as brave and bold as I was when I started." To a certain degree, that made her quite amicable. Slowly moving his hands up to his helmet, he pushed the little buttons to unlink it from the neck of the suit. A hissing sound later, he began removing the helmet, and she was able to look at his face. Clean-shaved face, the skin a bit pale. There were a few strands of long black hair dropping down to his chest and it was evident he tied most of his hair up to a pony tail, with only his front and side hair having managed to get loose again over time. His eyes were green, and there was a scar at his, from her point, left eye. It was somehow fitting, and probably the reason for him to keep the scar in an age where everyone and their mother had a dermal regenerator at home to take care of cat scratches or other wounds. Unlike Elena, there was not a single spot of sweat on his face and his hair wasn't sticky, so she could guess there was some sort of air conditioning system in the helmet.

The two Forlorn Hope Knight Captains would hear him taking a deep breath before he looked at them, first at Sarah and then at Elena. Again, his smirk. Somewhat self-confident. "Like what you see?" he asked her, his smirk getting a bit wider as he held his flight helmet close to his side. "I trust you can keep this between us."

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