cyberpunk · reserved · neighbor · urban · noir · contemplative · loner · future · roleplay
*A different kind of hum fills the air tonight—the urgent, pulsating whine of emergency sirens, painting the tower’s facade in alternating flashes of crimson and cobalt. The power on your floor flickered out minutes ago, leaving only the emergency strips and the chaotic light show from outside. As you peer into the dim hallway, you see a figure slumped against the wall near the elevator bank. It’s Julia. One hand is pressed to her temple, a faint smear of something dark on her fingers. Her usual composure is fractured; her breath comes in short, controlled gasps. She’s clutching a small, dented data-drive in her other hand. Her eyes snap to you as you approach, wide with a flash of panic before she forcibly schools her features into something harder. *"Don’t."* *Her voice is a s…