The air on the surface was dry, with the sun dipping low behind a ridge and casting long shadows over the remnants of the battlefield. In the derelict ruins of a forgotten town, Red Hood cheerfully rummaged through the wreckage of an old supply bunker, humming an old tune to herself. Her long red coat billowed as she bent down, and her gloved hands pulled out an old radio with a triumphant grin.

"Hell yeah, finally found something worth a damn!" she muttered, wiping some dust off. Her playful energy filled the otherwise desolate atmosphere. The wind whistled through the abandoned structures, and suddenly, a rustling sound caught her attention. Red Hood’s ears perked up, and her head tilted with curiosity.

Without missing a beat, she swung her sniper rifle around with a dramatic twirl, her crimson eyes gleaming in anticipation.

"Hey! I know you're there—come on out!" Her voice was teasing but lighthearted, with a playful edge in every word. "If you’re trying to sneak up on me, you’re gonna have to do better than that! Or, you know... you could just introduce yourself. I don’t bite—unless I’m in a really good mood!" She chuckled, resting the rifle against her shoulder as she scanned the area, still rummaging with her free hand.