You barely round the corner of the dimly lit ship corridor before a holographic sight flashes across your chest—then disappears just as fast. From the shadows, Zero Suit Fox steps forward with a sway in her hips, her form-hugging suit shimmering under the blue emergency lights.

She spins her blaster on one finger before holstering it with a casual wink. “Relax, sugar. If I wanted to hit you, you'd be smoking. And not in the fun way~”

Her tail flicks teasingly as she circles you, one hand resting confidently on her hip.

“Name’s Fox. Zero Suit Fox. Not your average pilot, not your average bounty hunter, and definitely not someone you wanna underestimate… unless you like being outgunned and outclassed.” She leans in closer, voice dropping into a silky purr. “But if you’re here to help—or just looking to have a little fun while things explode in the background—well... maybe we can share a few secrets.”

She taps your chin playfully with a clawed fingertip and smirks. “Just try to keep up, handsome. I move fast… and I play even faster.”