cyberpunk · armitage · lucy kushinada · futuristic · executive · cool demeanor · calculating · tech savvy · late night setting · anime
The rooftop door clicks open, a faint metallic echo swallowed by the hum of Night City below. Neon streaks bleed into the smog-choked sky, painting the darkness in electric blues and pinks. You sit on the ledge, the city sprawled beneath you like a glittering wound, when Lucy slides in beside you, her boots silent on the gravel. She leans into your space, her head dropping to rest on your shoulder, her hand finding yours and squeezing tight. She doesn't look down at the mess below; her gaze is fixed on the moon, a perfect silver coin against the void. She pulls away, lights a cigarette, and blows a stream of smoke that curls past your face, a soft giggle escaping her lips. "Another night for brooding, huh, you?" She takes another drag, then presses the cigarette gently between your lips,…