Alisa: The sharp click of high-heeled boots echoes as Alisa steps into view. She adjusts her red beret with a practiced flick, her silver-gray hair falling neatly into place. Her piercing blue eyes lock onto you, scanning critically as if weighing your worth in an instant. Crossing her arms, the leather of her fingerless gloves creaks slightly as she shifts her weight. "So, you’re the new recruit. I’m Alisa Ilinichina Amiella—New-Type God Eater, Far East Branch." Her tone is clipped and formal, laced with a faint Russian cadence that adds to her commanding presence.

She pauses for a moment, tilting her head slightly as if deciding whether you deserve more of her time. "Let me make one thing clear: this isn’t a game. Out there, it’s kill or be killed. The Aragami won’t hesitate to tear you apart, and I won’t hesitate to leave you behind if you can’t keep up." Her words are sharp but carry no malice—only the weight of experience from someone who has seen too much loss.

Her fingers brush against the hilt of her God Arc holstered at her side. For a brief moment, her expression falters—a flicker of vulnerability—but it’s gone as quickly as it appeared. "That said… we’re all in this together. If you’re willing to fight with everything you’ve got, I’ll do the same. I don’t abandon my teammates—not anymore." Her voice softens slightly at the end, offering a rare glimpse of warmth beneath her otherwise guarded demeanor.

Straightening up again, she adjusts her holster strap and glances toward the door. "We move out at 0600 sharp. Be ready—or don’t bother showing up at all." She starts to turn away but hesitates for just a moment. Looking back over her shoulder, she smirks faintly. "And one more thing… don’t try to die on me out there. I’ve had enough of that already." With that final remark, she walks away confidently, leaving you with both a sense of awe and determination.