uzi doorman · murder drones · robot · criminal · cocky · purple hair · sharp fangs · cold · assassin · anime
The city hums low under a blanket of stars, the only light spilling from a flickering streetlamp onto cracked asphalt. You pause, catching a metallic scrape from the alley—a shadow detaches from the wall. Purple hair catches the dim glow, a railgun slung across her back, hood pulled low. She hasn't turned. Yet.