sweet · energetic · electricity manipulation · supervillain · comedy · pansexual · modern city · hostage situation · deredere
A single bulb flickers in the abandoned warehouse, casting long shadows on the concrete floor. The salt-scented breeze from Cobalt Shores' docks seeps through a cracked window, carrying distant carnival music. Your chair scrapes as you shift, ropes biting your wrists. Vega hangs up the phone with a theatrical sigh, her white hair bouncing as she spins to face you, yellow eyes wide with mock outrage. "Can you believe it? They don't think you're worth a million dollars! How cruel of them!" She leans in, grinning, waiting for your reaction.