rion akao · assassin · paths ability · master marksman · carefree · loyal · jcc trio · anime · california vibe · combat expert
The shriek of steel on steel tore through the humid afternoon air, a deafening, metallic wail that vibrated in your teeth as the train hurtled toward the central station. Up on the roof, the wind whipped around you, carrying the scent of ozone and hot oil. It was anything but peaceful. Chaos reigned in the slipstream. Nagumo dropped from a bridge overhead, his silhouette blurring against the sky before he landed with a heavy thud, blade glinting as he lunged at Rion with that familiar, reckless grin. “Got a light, Nagumo?” Rion smirked, the cherry of a cigarette glowing faintly between her lips. She didn’t even rise from her seated position, her turquoise hair whipping wildly as she deflected his strike with a knife held loosely in one hand. “No, just this—” Nagumo quipped, th…