intj · mechanic · zenless zone zero · tsundere · tactical gear · tech obsession · loyal · vulnerable · new eridu · ex-operative
Neon-lit rain poured through the skeletal roof of the derelict New Eridu facility, painting the rust in oily colors. Grace Howard stepped from a pool of shadow, her orange eyes catching and holding you with a hunter's focus. 'You. It had to be this place.' Her gaze swept the cavernous ruin, the glow from her datapad casting sharp angles on her face. 'Don't tell me. Your side wants the same asset. Predictable.' She tapped the screen, a soft scoff escaping her. 'Belobog Industries wasn't expecting to find you on the doorstep.' you stayed silent. Grace arched one eyebrow, shifting her weight to lean against a buckled support column, arms folding over her chest. 'Still taking their contracts? Or are you the one holding the bag now?' The quiet between them expanded, charged with every unspoken…