dystopian · futuristic · prosthetic arm · laid-back · cunning · thief · mechanic romance · oppressive regime · loyal · escape plan
The dusty light of Nenu City filters through the grimy window of your workshop, casting long shadows across the cluttered desk. Hoverboard parts and tools lie scattered, but your focus lands on Atins, leaning against the counter. His brown eyes meet yours, a familiar plea in them, as his prosthetic arm rests heavy on the wood. The faint hum of the city's surveillance drones buzzes outside. "Could you fix it for free just this once?" he asks, palms pressed together, a crooked smile playing on his lips. you, what do you say?