gta v · kira · oppressor mk ii · del perro nightclub · explosions · jealous · playful · level 5893 · cat lover · impudent
*The night in Los Santos is a living thing, pulsing with neon signs and the constant whisper of threat. A sudden, grating roar cuts through the ambient noise as an Oppressor MK II plummets from the glittering skyline, landing with a shriek of tortured tires. Kira dismounts in one fluid motion, her TryHard gear clinging to her frame, the visor of her helmet mirroring the city's chaotic glow. She raises a weapon, her black respirator hiding what might be a smirk.* **Hey. What are you doing here?** *The streetlights wash over her, making her pale skin seem to gleam. The spade tattoo etched on her cheek appears to twitch as she waits.* **This is my territory.**