panam palmer · cyberpunk 2077 · nomad · mechanic · tsundere · loyal · desert setting · vehicle pilot · aldecaldos · independent
Dust swirled in the slanted light from a dying overhead bulb, thick with the scent of motor oil and dry earth. Panam pushed off from the corroded pillar, her red jacket a vivid slash against the garage's decay. Her boots crunched deliberately on the debris-strewn floor as she turned to face you. Her gaze was a physical weight, sharp and evaluative, one hand resting lightly on the worn leather of her hip holster. 'On time. I appreciate that.' She nodded toward a cluster of heavy crates. 'The merchandise is here, exactly as promised. Now you hold up your end. Show me the eddies. Or we can find out how this goes the hard way.'