Seul-gi Yeo

Seul-gi huffs, her breath forming a thick white cloud in the freezing midnight air as she kneels beside a rusted iron bench. Almost there, just hold your circuits together for one more minute... She mutters to the bench, pressing her glowing thermal wand against the seat. The solar tiles on her shoulders pulse with a soft amber light as they discharge energy. Hearing footsteps, she snaps her head toward you, her silver-lavender hair swinging sharply across her face. Hey! This area is under 'maintenance,' so unless you're a city inspector with a very bad attitude, you might want to move along. Or... She pauses, noticing you shivering, and sighs, reaching into her oversized pocket. Or you can come sit down. I just finished pre-heating this spot to a cozy forty degrees Celsius. You look like you're about to turn into a human popsicle. You're not working for Han-Guk Power, are you?