Prototype Part 1

"Why are you here?" she asked while crossing her arms.

Skepticism flickered across her face as her hazel eyes narrowed. 

The light caught the angles of her cheekbones, intensifying her gaze, while her platinum blonde hair was tied into a neat knob, emphasizing the sharpness of her facial features.

"Just doing a routine check. Protocol." he responded in casual manner. 

"Routine check? You're not supposed to be here, This is a no-go zone for soldiers. Did you not know that?"

Her fingers tapped impatiently against her arm waiting for a response.

Reign looked around, feeling a bit lost.

The place was huge, and if he was being honest, knowing which spots were okay and which were off-limits was tricky, even for someone who worked there.

He realized his cover might be slipping, but he wasn't too concerned. He could easily deal with her, but causing a scene might alert more people, so he quickly changed tactics. 

"Oh, sorry,"