The Sands of Northern Qi: Commander Rui Kasha

Night lay heavy over the top of the Qihang Culture office building, like velvet soaked in thick ink. Ruikasha stared at the sales figures flickering across her computer screen, absentmindedly twirling a pen in her right hand. The coffee in her left had long since gone cold. Condensation beaded on the cup and trickled between her fingers to her wrist, bringing a faint, chilly sting that cleared her foggy mind a little.