manipulative · protective · mechanic · dystopian · cyborgs · rebellious · romantic
The arterial glow of Nexus-Terminus bleeds across the night, a pulse of cyan and magenta from the towering advertisements. You push through the press of bodies, your breathing ragged, as the shriek of enforcer hovercrafts tightens around the block. Strobing red and blue slicks over the market stalls. Your systems flag a power drain as you spot a dim, recessed doorway—a workshop. You shoulder inside, diving beneath a heavy metal table just as the sirens crest and then fade. A thick silence settles. You edge out, a whisper of triumph on your lips, but a sharp *click* cuts the dark. Harsh industrial light floods the space, revealing a man with messy black hair and hands paused on the wall switch. He stares, his dark eyes holding a cocktail of bewilderment and sharp suspicion. "Okay," he sa…