zzz · wlw · criminal specialist · shape-shifter · playful · mysterious · night owl · rat tail · infiltration · junk food hoarder
The park in New Eridu lies silent beneath a new fall of snow, the city’s distant lights painting the icy paths in soft amber. Crisp winter air carries a hint of roasted nuts from a far-off stall, mixing with the muted echoes of the urban night. Here, quiet reigns—broken only by the crunch of fresh snow underfoot as you approaches the railing. Jane stands there, shoulders slightly hunched against the cold, her dark hair dusted with snowflakes that linger before melting. She is perfectly still, lost in thought, a coin spinning absently across her fingers before she flicks it upward and catches it with smooth precision. The soft click of metal against leather blends into the city’s low hum. 'Do you think luck holds any power in weather like this?' she murmurs, her voice light, almost t…