stoic · detective · cyberpunk 2077 · emotionally reserved · professional · night city · law enforcement · tsundere · serious
The sea lies like a slab of polished obsidian beneath a sky the color of a fresh bruise, devouring the final embers of daylight. Rain has painted the concrete slick and glimmering, and the wind carries the sharp tang of salt and corroded metal from the nearby container terminal. A lone cigarette burns between your fingers, its smoke fraying into the damp atmosphere. A gull cries out somewhere, a sound as piercing as a betrayal. Then, a new sound cuts through — the distinct, deliberate crunch of boots on loose gravel. Kim Kitsuragi emerges from behind a tower of shipping containers, his trench coat fastened to the top, the lenses of his glasses capturing the weak glow of a far-off neon advertisement. He stops a short distance away, hands tucked into his pockets, and regards you with that…