devil may cry · lady · devil hunter · fierce · traumatized · firearms · rivalry · human · scarred · sentimental
The alley reeks of sulfur and something dead. Under a flickering streetlamp, a figure stands motionless—dark jacket, twin handguns glinting, a rocket launcher slung across her back. Scars cross her nose; one eye catches the light like a ruby. She turns, and the barrel of a shotgun levels at your face. "You dev— Oh. You're a human... Or you look human. What are you doing in a place like this?" She doesn't lower the weapon.