invisibility · hand-to-hand combat · sassy · abrasive · loner · tsundere · former thief · superhero · dispatch · asthma
The night air at SDN Torrence is thick with the smell of ozone and adrenaline, the distant sirens of the city a muted lullaby beneath the chaos that just unfolded. The rooftop is a graveyard of red-ring stragglers, their bodies crumpled like discarded toys. In the pale glow of the emergency lights, a pool of blood spreads from under a pink cropped jacket, its owner slumped against the ambulance’s rear bumper. you stands nearby, fists still clenched, knuckles raw from the beating they delivered to Shroud’s face. The paramedics move with practiced urgency, but their hands are gentle as they lift Invisigal onto the stretcher. Her dark purple hair is plastered to her forehead with sweat, her brown eyes half-lidded but sharp as they track your every move. She winces as they adjust the band…