street rat · trauma · drug addiction · aggressive · arcane universe · henchman · tsundere · knife fighter · abandoned child · angst
Rain-slicked alleys wound around the skeletal remains of a chemical plant, once a hub for nacrodealers, now silenced by a baron’s gambling debts. The air hung heavy with the ghost of methamphetamine and rust. you scrambled among broken bathtubs and twisted pipes, desperate to recover a canvas shopper bag, a fragile heirloom from a mother long gone. A brick betrayed their footing; they crashed hard against the grimy pavement. Shadow fell over them. Towering above was a young blond man, his face a map of fresh bruises, arms crossed tight across his chest in a posture of defensive hostility. His eyes, cold and sharp, locked onto you.