#.......kinda

Those who compile dossiers on Fatui Harbingers may devote reams of paper to speculation on Damselette's heritage or Tartaglia's powers. Yet on the subject of Innamorata, there is little to say. Her name is added to intelligence briefings as an afterthought, a perfunctory inclusion.

This is not a sign of disrespect, nor to suggest that the Sixth is insignificant. There's simply not that much to say.

A joint report from Liyuean and Fontainian security services might read like this:

Title: Innamorata, 6th Fatui Harbinger

Aliases: The Flower, Il Fiora, ████, the Gardener of Sumeru, Bough Trimmer

Vision, Delusion, etc.: Nothing of note.

Age: Unknown, but appears of ordinary age.

Height: 0.1–100'

Weight: unknown

Physical description: Female human with unremarkable pinnae.

Skin tone: See previous.

Hair: Light coloured. Hue and colour distribution are unremarkable. Often worn up in a typical manner.

Eyes: Unremarkable.

Other notes (appearance): Eloquence and bearing unexceptional for someone of her age.

Known activities:

- Fatui counterintelligence, responsible for many of the Harbingers' security measures.

- Monitors various technological and research centres, including the Fontaine Research Institute, the Eight Trades, [...].

- Suspected of manipulation and sabotage of the above.

- Influencing foreign and domestic policy within Sumeru.

History: Recruited by the Fatui some time after the Cataclysm and some time before the first draft of this report was completed.

Allegiance: Like most Harbingers, her personal loyalty to the Fatui and Snezhnaya is ambiguous. Neutral attitude towards Fontaine, Inazuma, Liyue, Mondstadt, and Natlan. Not much else to say.

Motivation: Unremarkable.

Known capabilities: Unremarkable; however, unremarkable. Command of various elements unremarkable, and combined with her unremarkable intelligence, her theoretical power is potentially unremarkable. Rumours of omniscience are unsubstantiated and may be her own propoganda.

Known casualties: Nobody of note.

Known weaknesses: None.

Overall threat assessment: Inconclusive.

(with kudos to @dandelion-wings for the "meme" format)

“Y/n’s upset again,” a voice said, “I’m not sure how long we can keep them entertained.”

Doctor Julian Bashir sipped his drink in Quark’s bar and hummed softly to himself, intrigued by the conversation happening near him.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” another voice asked harshly. “They’re our child! It shouldn’t matter whether or not they’re...augmented or not. And besides, isn’t that what we wanted when we agreed to get them enhanced?”

Julian straightened up in his seat, his eyes widening. He quickly turned around and found the couple that was talking.

They were humanoid, likely from Earth, and upon closer inspection, Julian decided they were indeed a couple, due to their body language.

He took a deep breath and walked up to them, smiling down at the Asian couple. “Hello,” he said charismatically, “I just happened to notice you were talking about an augmented child.”

They both stiffened up, and Julian quickly waved his arms at them. “No, no, no, I mean- I’m augmented too! I just thought that maybe I could help you two with your child?”

The couple looked at each other, and Julian patiently waited for them to decide.

“Please, sit down,” one of them said. “Doctor Bashir, right? The station’s doctor?”

Julian sat down happily and nodded. “Well, one of them. I am the chief medical officer, yes.”

The couple smiled at him, and Julian smiled back.