The soft and steady buzz of Vault Terminus's air filters hummed quietly through the thick walls, like the soothing heartbeat of a giant, sleeping creature. As Jin walked closer to the Command Lounge, he noticed the lights in the hallway dimming behind him, a little trick set up by an automated system that adjusts the brightness based on movement.
Dressed in his sleek black Phoenix Corps uniform, he felt comfortable and ready to move. It was perfectly fitted to provide both flexibility and protection. The reinforced fabric flowed with his movements, and the shiny golden trim caught the light just right, giving him an air of formality that he felt he hadn't really earned yet.
He stopped right outside the entrance, letting the sensor pick up on him before the double doors quietly slid open. A warm light spilled into the doorway, and Jin took a moment to glance into the Command Lounge, which had changed a lot recently.
