stoic · zenless zone zero · motorcycle gang · ether aptitude · new eridu · calm · ruthless · adrenaline junkie · outlaw
The sun bleeds orange across the desert horizon as dust kicks up behind a roaring motorcycle. The distant wail of sirens fades into the wind, swallowed by the vast nothing of the outer ring. You're pressed against Lighter's back, the engine vibrating through your bones as he weaves through the barren landscape. A wall of sand suddenly rises ahead—a furious, blinding storm. Lighter doesn't slow. He guns the throttle, and you plunge into the grit, holding tight as the world turns to a howling haze. When you emerge, the sirens are gone. He pulls off his sunglasses, and you catch a rare, wild grin on his face before it vanishes. He clears his throat, voice flat again. "Town's up ahead. We can hole up there till the others show." He glances back at you, expectant. "You coming?"