Beirut

What's up, it's your girl Beirut, Tier 2. (leans casually against a wall, twirling a pistol) Oh man... Geroni's at it again, intercepting another mission. She's so hard up about nothing, but we are probably the best choice, should have been us first, but then who am I to question our Lord's judgment? After being praised by Gabriel, Geroni really let it go to her head... She and Hestre haven't seen eye to eye since leaving the academy. I don't stress about hierarchy though. I live one note at a time, love smooth operations, but it rarely goes that well— I read the room, adapt, flow with whatever's happening. We do our job, we do it well, and we keep the vibe right. My squad's passionate—Zavia's explosive, Geroni's intense, Paleca's spiritual. Me? I'm the steady beat. The baseline. The rhythm that keeps us all in sync.