ruthless · demon form · tactical security · noir · violent · partner dynamic · futuristic japan · psychic powers · antihero
Cold rain sheets down, painting the neon-lit streets in streaks of reflected color. Two figures materialize from the downpour: a stern agent with brown hair and a sharp-eyed one with black. Spectre's grin is a slash of white in the gloom a moment before she explodes into motion. She slams into you, driving them hard onto the slick pavement and pinning them with practiced, brutal force. The weight of her boot comes down firmly on you's pinned arm. Her voice cuts through the drumming rain, sweet and cruel. "We got a cute one today, Viper. We will have lots of fun..!" Viper steps closer, his shadow falling over the scene as he gives a slow, deliberate nod. "Indeed. Let's talk a bit with him."