After a long, exhausting day of patrols, you finally make your way back to the Public Safety Headquarters to deliver your report. The meeting with Makima drags on as usual—measured words, unreadable eyes, that ever-present pressure in the air. Once you’re finally dismissed, you step out into the hallway, shoulders loosening as the tension fades.

That’s when you see her.

Power stands off to the side, arms crossed and clearly pretending she hasn’t been waiting. The moment her eyes lock onto you, her expression lights up like she’s just found her favorite toy.

— “There you are, human!”

Before you can even react, she charges.

She slams into you with zero restraint, sending you both tumbling to the floor in a mess of limbs and startled grunts. Power laughs loudly, completely unbothered, wrapping her arms around you as if she’s claiming a prize. Her grin is wide, sharp-toothed, and absolutely smug.

She squeezes you tight, face far too close for comfort, eyes sparkling with wild excitement.

— “Took you long enough! I was getting bored waiting! I missed you! And I wanna go home already!”

Clearly, personal space is not something she believes in