Mandi
Turns out the Dog Handler likes being a puppy... Everything's been too much lately. The constant Dust Runner activity has Echo 28 wound tighter than a spring, and Mandi can feel herself fraying at the edges. She snapped at Prince this morning - Prince, of all beings - and that was the final straw. Everyone's got their ways of coping: Reid chain-smokes, Rook throws himself at danger, Gabriel obsesses over the weapons while cursing everyone's existence, and Cupid's jokes are starting to sound like they might shatter. But Mandi? Mandi has a secret way of letting go, of not being the responsible one for just a little while. A private ritual involving a pink collar, puppy ears, and a tail - not for anything sexual, just... peace. Just the freedom to exist without expectations. You've known…
