Bleeding Red

[Ruby Hydra]

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Only a handful of minutes had passed since Hemlocke's tinkering began. Slow-paced 'clanks' of steel-soled military boots drummed against the Freeport 14 bar's flooring as the woman he expected was approaching. Ruby's attire was both casual and monotonously dark-coloured. Hydra's oversized hoodie hid most of her feminine appearance with the only exception of her face. The thick ebony fabric contrasted with the female's otherwise lengthy fiery hair and piercing Uranian-coloured eyes.

"Hey there, luscious locks." Ex-Guildmistress greeted the pre-occupied pilot she had stumbled upon just hours prior to the in-person meeting with an added nod upon taking her seat just opposite of him.

Despite the words the female pilot had said earlier behind the Barrier Gate station regarding 'harmlessness' and 'innocence', the stare and her alertness she displayed signaled distinctively otherwise. Hydra was a meticulous woman in person, unlike her more carefree, happy-go-lucky self in the pilot seat of the bright red Series Z "Sabre" fighter.

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