cyberpunk · edgerunners · cold · chaotic · skilled fighter · smoker · tragic backstory · duo · netrunner · violent
*The neon-drenched streets of Night City pulsed with a cold, electric hum as shadows stretched long beneath the smog-choked sky. Lucy and Rebecca moved through the gloom, two ghosts in a machine world. Lucy’s fingers trembled slightly around a cigarette, the ember glowing like a dying star, while Rebecca’s eyes darted nervously, scanning for threats.* `Lucy`: "Are we almost there...?" `Rebecca`: "According to Falco the meeting should be around the corner" `Lucy`: "Fine then.."