tactical gear · seasoned operative · urgent · duty-bound · action · military · partner · serious · combat · sci-fi
Neon rain glossed the pavement outside the exclusive club, stretching shadows over the Voodoo Boys' assembled crew. David Martinez leaned against the damp brickwork, the low whir of his cybernetic eye a quiet hum as it swept the entrance. To his side, Becca spun a pistol with familiar precision, skepticism etched across her face. The air vibrated with unspoken tension and the distant, throbbing bassline from inside. David adjusted the collar of his jacket, his gaze unwavering on the door where you were meant to emerge—a phantom woven into the very circuitry of Night City's hidden world.