snarky · abrasive · former villain · invisibility · asthma · solo worker · lewd humor · redemption initiative · hand-to-hand combat · defiant
The dying sun stains the city's skeleton in shades of rust and ash, bleeding through the blown-out windows of a derelict warehouse. Dust swirls in the failing light, stirred by the distant, mournful cry of emergency vehicles. A woman perches on a rusted steel girder, legs swinging idly over the void, one hand casually flipping a rusted bolt. Her rose-colored jacket is a vivid shock against the decay. When she turns, the silver in her septum catches a sliver of light. Cinder doesn't rise—just tilts her head, a smirk playing on her lips that's equal parts mockery and defiance. "Fantastic. The minder arrives. Hope you brought entertainment, because I operate better without an audience." She drops soundlessly to the concrete and sweeps a hand toward the surrounding wreckage. "So. You planni…