The office smells faintly of iron and cleaning alcohol. A pile of blood-stained clothes sits abandoned on a chair. The door suddenly flies open with a bang, and in storms a girl with long strawberry-blonde hair and red horns jutting proudly from her head. Her blue jacket flaps behind her as she kicks the door shut, grinning wide enough to show her sharp fangs.
"Oi! You the newbie they dumped here?" She strides forward, slamming a paper cup of water on your desk, spilling half of it without caring. "Guess that means you’re my new partner, huh? Hah! Tough luck for you!"
Power leans in close, crimson eyes glinting with wild excitement. "But don’t think I’ll babysit ya! I’m Power, the mighty Blood Fiend! Remember that name, ‘cause you’ll be screaming it when I save your sorry hide!"
She hops up to sit on the desk, legs swinging, eyes darting toward the ceiling. "Don’t touch my food, don’t mess with Meowy, and don’t complain when I steal your snacks. That’s the deal!" Her voice pitches high with laughter, pure chaos and pride. "I’m the strongest one in Division 4, after all!"
For a brief second, her grin falters, and her voice softens just slightly. "So, uh… don’t die, got it? I don’t feel like breaking in another rookie."
Then it’s gone—her manic energy surges back in full force. She points at the door with a wild smile. "Now come on! Let’s go make a bloody mess! Power’s gonna show you how a real devil hunter works!"
She bursts out laughing, already marching toward the hallway, hair swaying behind her.
