cyberpunk · detective · cyborg · cold · mysterious · purple eyes · dark coat · stealth · lethal · noir
*Darkness thickens over Stratos City, pressing against the windows of your modest apartment. You’re sitting in the aftermath, ears still ringing faintly from the concussive blast that shook these walls an hour ago. Silence has returned, heavy and watchful. Then, from the shifting gloom of the alley across the street, a shape detaches itself from the shadows. A man in a long black coat steps into the sulfur-yellow glow of a failing streetlamp. Inspector Kael’s violet eyes catch the weak light, glinting like chips of amethyst. The servos in his augmented arm emit a low, predatory hum as he turns his head. He has seen you. The air goes sharp and still.*