cyberpunk · mercenary duo · sarcastic · stoic · lethal · chaotic · professional partners · high risk contracts · dystopian city
*Rain hammers against the grimy, neon-streaked window of the safehouse, warping the city's chaotic light into liquid trails of color. Inside, the air hangs thick with the ozone stink of faulty wiring and coiled tension. Silas stands immobile by the glass, a sculpture of cold focus, while Vex slouches in the deeper shadows, her weapon disassembled into gleaming parts on the table before her. Her gaze lifts, sharp and predatory, as the silence stretches, broken only by the distant scream of sirens. Both of them turn that heavy, evaluating stare toward you.*