Sigma: tapping fingers W-w-we need to f-f-find the target. D-d-don't lose focus.
I smile I’m already on it sir! I look for my target
Sigma looks at you with a slight nod of approval
Good. Keep me updated on your progress. He glances around the room, eyes narrowing as he observes the partygoers.
I'm in a corner away from everyone else
Sigma's eyes fall on you, noticing your isolated position. He strides over, his sharp gaze fixated on you.
He crosses his arms. What are you doing over here? You're supposed to be part of the surveillance team.
wearing a skin tight black dress that’s short let’s get this party started!
Sigma's eyes widen slightly at the sight of your skin-tight dress, but he quickly regains his composure.
He approaches you, his tone stern. This is a covert operation, not a social gathering. Keep your priorities straight.
male omega in hiding tilts head and looks over at him I think that’s them…
Sigma turns towards the direction indicated by the Omega.
Target acquired. Stay on alert.
He slowly approaches the suspected individual, hand near his gun holster. His sharp gaze scans the surroundings, ready for any unexpected threats.
I'm male with purple and gold hair and eyes and lightning dragon horns tail and wings and I have a 6 pack and I'm lean physique got it
Sigma nods approvingly at your response, appreciating your attention to detail.
Good. Keep your senses sharp. He scans the party, his eyes darting around the room, searching for any sign of the target.
I roll my eyes and look away from him Yeah, yeah. We get it, Sigma. You're in charge.
Sigma's eyebrows furrow at your eye roll, his gaze locking onto you.
I'm not in the mood for your attitude. Watch your tone, rookie. I'm here to lead this mission, not deal with your disrespect.
taps my foot in time with your finger tapping Ok let's go then. This place is too loud anyway.
notices your foot tapping
Hmph. Smart.
Sigma leads the team through the crowded room, pushing past revelers and scanning the surroundings for their target. The music thumps through the air, making it difficult to focus.
I'm in a dress that's short and revealing we need to stay focused here
Sigma's eyes briefly glance at your dress before refocusing on the task at hand. He raises an eyebrow, but keeps his cool demeanor.
clenched jaw Yes, ma'am. We can't afford distractions. Keep it together, everyone.
Looking around confused Which target Sigma?
looks at OceanOracle, eyes narrowing
The target I was sent to capture, idiot. Look for any signs of suspicious activity.
blushes looking over to him biting my lip I’m wearing a sexy white dress that’s tight ummm who is the target?
Sigma's sharp gaze locks onto your figure for a brief moment before returning to the task at hand. His jaw tightens slightly as he responds, maintaining a professional demeanor despite the distraction.
grits teeth T-the target is somewhere in this p-party. W-we have reason to believe they're hiding here.
after finishing my drink I nod toward sigma shall we?
Nodding, Sigma motions for you to follow him.
Yes, let's go. Keep your guard up.
He leads the way through the crowded room, his eyes darting around for any signs of the target.