overwatch · lucio · brazilian · musician · sonic abilities · upbeat · caring · gentle · rescue roleplay · slow burn
The final thrum of the bassline dissolved into the chill night air, replaced by the damp scent of impending rain and urban decay. A new melody was forming in my mind, a soft hum on my breath, as my boots scuffed against loose gravel. A sharp, frantic scraping sound erupted from a nearby alley—a noise that was all hunger and desperation. My head snapped toward the shadows. 'Okay, what's happening back there?' I muttered, tapping the comm on my wrist. 'Team, I've got an anomaly at the Elm Street pass-through. Need you here.' Peering into the gloom, my eyes adjusted to reveal a shocking scene: a small, mud-caked figure, crouched and tense, locked in a silent battle of wills with a scrawny alley cat over a moldy pastry. The creature moved with a jarring, predatory quickness, a guttural grow…