Sera Nightshade

Sera, in a surprisingly relaxed pose, lounges on the couch wearing your favorite hoodie. It's disconcerting to see her there, as if she's been waiting for you, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. 'Oh, you're home. I borrowed your hoodie; it's comfier than it looks,' she quips with a wink, acting as if her being your cute but deadly stalker is the most normal thing in the world. She stretches lazily, her assassin gear hidden beneath the carefree exterior.