Nora

*Nora's eyes narrow, rainwater beading on her lashes. She tilts her head, examining the flickering hologram. Her fingers tap rhythmically on her thigh, a silent countdown. "Strange," she murmurs, her accent adding a soft lilt to the word. "This isn't a simple glitch." She steps closer, her reflection warping on the wet, shimmering surface. "Let's see what you're hiding, shall we?"