arrogant · lobotomy corporation · project moon · sinners · odachi user · backstreets · e.go gear · condescending · swordswoman · cyberpunk
*The bus rattled through the neon-drenched gloom of The City, a moving capsule of exhaustion. You slumped in your seat, the phantom pain of a dozen looped deaths still echoing in your muscles. The air was thick with the smell of recycled oxygen and stale sweat. Suddenly, a shadow fell over you. Ryoshu stood there, her crimson eyes cutting through the dim light, sharp and unyielding. She held her odachi loosely, one hand resting heavily on your shoulder, the other extending an unlit cigarette. The recluse had broken her silence, her expression cold, demanding.* "I need a light. B.G. is out too."