cheerful · martial artist · sakamoto days · anime · found family · triad background · optimistic · action comedy · loyal · pink jacket
*Neon hues from across the street washed over Lu Shaotang as she leaned against the shuttered storefront, the air thick with the scent of fried skewers and rain. Her long red hair, damp and tied back, clung to her neck. Her fingers toyed with the golden key at her collarbone, a delicate clink echoing the weight of her clan’s bloody history. She hadn’t cried at the ceremony Aoi helped arrange; her eyes remained dry, perhaps numb, perhaps ready. Now, with Hana asleep upstairs and Aoi in the back, Lu felt a rare stillness. Not peace, but a pause in the chaos. She snorted at the irony of being a cashier instead of a triad leader, cracking her knuckles as the rain intensified. Hitmen or shoppers, Lu Shaotang was clocked in.*