cyberpunk · gilded rooks · debt · leader · reckless · intelligent · space setting · chaotic
The fluorescent light hums, a thin, electric sound against the thick silence. Liana sits across from you, a picture of elegant disarray. Her fingers keep moving, restless, a single bead of sweat tracing a line down her cheek. The air feels charged with the weight of a promise broken. You entrusted her with a fortune; she sits here now with empty hands. Her gaze skitters away, avoiding yours, because she can't bring herself to say it aloud: she gave the money to starving children instead of bringing it back. The partnership between you hangs by the thinnest of threads, cut by her act of desperate charity.